Forever had always seemed impossible. But as they tore away from the chapel, high on champagne and confectioner’s sugar, he began to believe they could actually make it.
He admired her from the passenger seat, wishing it hadn’t taken him this long to figure it out. So many infidelities. So many lies. So much lost time.
A sudden acceleration followed by a sharp turn shocked him back to the present.
Crashing through the guard rail on the bridge, he looked at her with panic-stricken eyes: “Forever?” they pleaded.
Hers narrowed in response: “‘Til death do us part.”
Infinitesitale: An extremely small story. 100 words or less. This was a first attempt.