One Minute Fiction — I Gotcha

I gotcha, Sam said to himself when he peered around the thick concrete column. He aimed his digital camera toward the couple sitting on the bench. This is going to earn me a pretty penny, he thought, smiling as the shutter snapped.

Early the next morning, Sam went to the editor’s office of the tabloid he sells a lot of his photos to. Sam pulled pulled out his camera and handed it to the editor. “You wanted proof that the young trophy wife of that senator is having an affair? Well here it is!”

The editor looked at the image on Sam’s digital camera and said, “What’s this? A photo of some brunette with a ponytail sitting with some guy on a bench beneath a roadway underpass? They could be any two people. Where’s the close-up so I can see their faces? This is worthless.”

“They saw me after I took this shot,” Sam said defensively, “and ran off. But I swear it’s her.”

“Sorry, Sam, I can’t use it. You want cash, bring me something I can use,” the editor said. “Now get the hell outta my office.”

Written for Cyranny’s One Minute Fiction Challenge. Photo credit: Cyranny.

8 thoughts on “One Minute Fiction — I Gotcha

  1. Sadje March 23, 2023 / 5:20 pm

    Tut tut… snooping wasn’t very successful

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  2. Cyranny March 23, 2023 / 6:33 pm

    Hahahaha… Trophy wife 1, paparazzi 0 😛

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  3. Nicole Horlings March 23, 2023 / 7:55 pm

    Glee turned into grumbling. Gotta do the assignment correctly, my dude. Or he could get another job…

    Great story!

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  4. leigha66 April 3, 2023 / 1:05 pm

    It is a brutal business. Good one Fandango!

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