He stops half way up the pilgrims’ steps and a fruit stall in the shadow of the castillo takes him back to his father’s allotment and the drizzle and rolled-up cigarettes of home.
The doctor had been clear and kind. At once he is ravenous. He will buy lobster and salt cod and
cold white wine from the bodega by the fountain. They will feast.
A wedding boat is leaving from the quay and a small child sees him and waves. He raises his hand and, in the ravishing clarity of the afternoon sun, silently wishes them bon voyage.
This story was shortlisted in the July monthly micro fiction competition.
About the author:
Paddy Gillies live sun Devon and his short fiction has been recognised by the Bridport Prize, the Bath Flash Fiction Award, Reflex Fiction, Cranked Anvil, Flash 500 and Retreat West.