Every week we post six lines from a work of ours, a work-in-progress or a work of someone else’s that has at least one LGBT character, posted on the Rainbow Snippets page, here: https://www.facebook.com/groups/963484217054974 This is another one from a flash fiction picture prompt a few years ago which inspired a story called “The Lake at Evening,”https://authorjeffbaker.com/2019/06/23/the-lake-at-evening-friday-flash-fics-for-june-21-2019-by-jeff-baker/ set on an alien world where the once a year receding of the lake makes it easy to walk to the island city and they have a festival. Even in the era of bridges and boat travel. It’s an annual event on this unnamed world with three moons which has fond memories for the two men watching from shore.

“Want to go over there?” Kendall asked. “Take in the city? Buy a couple of cheap souvenirs?”

I grinned. “Weren’t we just over there the other day?”

“Yeah, but this is tradition. And remember, we were both over there five years ago for the Festival?”

Okay, here’s a little more

I remembered. I’d been eating sanded lakefish, he’d just bought a mug or Sarga and asked if he could sit down at my table. We got to talking and had walked around the city, taking in the sights and the street shows. We’d kissed for the first time during the fireworks.

“Maybe tomorrow,” I said. “I like where we are right now.”

Yeah, “Awwwwww!” I love romantic stories! Even if I, again, re-defined the meaning of “six lines.” See you next week! ———jeff, 8/13/22