Friday Flash Fiction – Fortunes

On The Pier

I did the test that morning, it was positive. I should have been pleased, but all I could think about was last night’s Crimewatch. Of course I had no proof, just a gut feeling, so instead of phoning I went for a walk down to the sea front to clear my head. I wandered onto the pier and that’s when I had the idea.


I stood beside the gypsy caravan and read the sign.


Nervously I climbed the two wooden steps and opened the creaky door. It was pretty and cosy inside, not scary at all. A grandmotherly figure beckoned me to sit down; her cheeks were rosy and her dark eyes sympathetic. She took my hands but did not look at them.

‘Er… do I have to pay?’

‘No dear, I would never take money from one so deeply troubled.’

My mouth was dry, I didn’t speak.

‘You will have your wish, a beautiful son; but if you want to see him grow up you know what you must do today. Go now.’

‘But I don’t understand…’ I mumbled, as she motioned me out.


But I did understand. I climbed down the steps, closing the door behind me and reached into my bag for my mobile. I tapped in the number that was etched on my brain, the Crimewatch number.


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4 thoughts on “Friday Flash Fiction – Fortunes

  1. I read this out at writers’ group yesterday and there was much disagreement as to how it might end! My idea was that the father of her expected baby has committed a serious crime and could endanger her and the baby in the future. She has no proof, but after watching Crimewatch she is almost certain it is him – but reporting him will be very hard… How did you interpret the story?

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