Hiding with controlled breathing, I saw her coming.
Without her knowing, I witnessed how thrilled she was with the new look of ‘our’ little corner. From rustic brown, to cloudy blue, to cheeky peach, to mossy green, I decided to finally paint our ‘love’ seat in roaring red!
Quietly and inches away from her, I watch admiringly as her hands move freely.
I am far but I can’t help but smile.
‘Cause just like five years ago, I am quite sure. On that red seat I will see, her name and mine inside a heart, an artwork made for me.
Word count: 100
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Photo credit: Ady
In response to Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers (FFfAW) February 09, 2016.
- a flash fiction challenge (stories in 100-175 words or less)
- each story should have a beginning, a middle, and an end
- no serial (continuation) stories
- include a pingback to the challenge post
Thank you for another awesome photo prompt, Priceless Joy! ❤
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