She stood where the beach met the promenade, watching a young couple, the sun just up.

Their romantic scene beat night fishing in Cheam for a date.

She felt a twinge but pulled herself together. No need to swear off love just yet. She would dust off her profile later.

Jenny Logan lives in Edinburgh. You can find her work on Friday Flash Fiction and Carrot Ranch websites. She has stories selected for anthologies by Dark Rose Press and Iron Faerie Publishing.