Three Pussy Cats Cafe – Fiction

Here is my submission for this week’s Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers.  75-150 words about where the photo, below, takes you.  I love this photograph from pixabay.

Thanks to PJ for hosting this weekly challenge, and for her constant encouragement.  I’m putting the froggy you can click to read other entries…or submit an entry!

Three Pussy Cats Cafe

Sissy parked her old Renault in front of Three Pussy Cats Cafe. By the time Buck pedaled up on his bicycle, she was sipping a coffee and munching on a warm chocolate croissant.

“So what are you gonna do while I go to the bank?” Buck asked. He broke off a piece of Sissy’s croissant and took a sip of her coffee.

“I’m having my fortune told, of course,” Sissy replied.

“Meet back here in an hour?

“Okay.” Sissy leaned over and kissed Buck. She licked a piece of chocolate from his moustache.

By the time Buck returned, Sissy was eating her second chocolate croissant and sipping another hot coffee.

“So how did it go?” Buck asked.

“She still insists I’m going to meet some tall, dark, and handsome stranger. How did it go for you?” Sissy fed Buck a piece of her croissant before he could steal it.

“We’re broker than we were yesterday.”

They laughed. They were young.

Ellespeth

4 thoughts on “Three Pussy Cats Cafe – Fiction

  1. Cute story Ellspeth! I didn’t even noticed the cats on the wall until Ameena mentioned them. Loved how you highlighted their youth by them laughing about having no money. Haha! I enjoyed reading this!

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