"Somebody help me!" the sunbathing beauty called out.
Except that she didn't really call out. Her mouth wouldn't make the movements as her lips fused together.
As the infernal heat from an overzealous sun worked its magic, her body melted into the chaise underneath her.
After the heat-advisory part of the day passed and everyone else came out, nobody noticed her melted body. Some pointed to the oddly colorful chair with an abstract painting of a sunbather on it, but it was too grotesque to sit on.
The hotel staff disposed of it the following day, same as always. There was always one fool who ignored the heat advisory.
It's FICTION FRIDAY!
That's it for today. Short and not-so-sweet. We have been around 100° every day for the past few weeks and I'm melting. Typing takes too much energy. But have no fear: I'll be back.
Every Friday I write a new flash fiction piece. If you have a writing prompt you'd like to see turned into a story, just leave it in a comment.