She runs into the warm Cancun breeze to check on her husband. Dazed, he vaguely looks into the dropping sun. She tenderly brushes his wet hair across a cut above his left eye. "We need to get that doctored", she drawls. "I just bumped my head on the surf board. I'm fine." he replies. She waits until he turns away before she wipes a tear, then looks down at her left ring finger and sees the diamond gleam in the Mexican sunset. He says, "Come on, love. You promised a day on the beach, I promised a night of dancing."
*blogger's note* - This is my latest entry into http://www.velvetverbosity.com/ 's 100 word challenge. The one word prompt was VAGUE. I am compiling the entrys along with other writing into a story being posted at http://www.writingonsteroids.blogspot.com/
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