Sunday Photo Fiction — The Sketch Artist

66E1AEE7-452F-42C3-B236-6816900B7C42“You are beautiful,” he said. “Would you allow me to sketch your portrait?”

Doris was sitting on a park bench and looked up at a young man standing in front of her. She put down her iPhone and said, “That’s your best pickup line?”

Encouraged by the smile on the girl’s face, Brian said, “I do portrait sketches as a hobby.” He held up a sketch pad to show her some of his charcoal drawings. “I’d be honored if you would let me do one of you. I promise it won’t take long.” He pointed to an outdoor café. “We can sit over there while I do the sketch.”

He seemed to have kind eyes, so Doris agreed to accompany him to the café. She put her camera on the table, opened up a notebook and started to doodle, while Brian began to sketch her face.

Thirty minutes later, Brian picked up his tablet and showed her his sketch. “That’s really good,” she said.

“Thanks,” Brian said, blushing.

It took several weeks, but the charcoal sketches taped on a wall in Brian’s apartment, including Doris’, were all the police needed to convict him for the brutal murders of half a dozen young women in the city that summer.


Written for the Sunday Photo Fiction prompt from Donna McNichol. Photo credit: Morguefile.

Sorry, Donna, I went over the 200 word limit. My word count is 208.

26 thoughts on “Sunday Photo Fiction — The Sketch Artist

  1. mtswriting August 11, 2019 / 1:41 pm

    Wow, the plot twist took me completely by surprise! I was expecting more of a sappy love story, something like ‘it took several weeks until he gathered his courage to ask her out’. This story was… dark and disturbing but brilliant!

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    • Fandango August 11, 2019 / 3:10 pm

      I’ve been watching way too many crime dramas on TV, I think.

      Liked by 1 person

  2. Tien Skye August 11, 2019 / 8:22 pm

    Woah, I was not expecting that! I thought it’s a start to a beautiful relationship!

    Liked by 1 person

    • Fandango August 11, 2019 / 10:12 pm

      I was thinking about taking it that way, but my dark side took hold of me toward the end. What can I say?

      Liked by 1 person

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