STOLEN WEEKEND

Hustle and bustle. Amongst it all I sit alone.

Many come and go: commuters, tourists, pleasure seekers and shoppers.

Smiling faces and laughter, serious looks with purposeful strides, blank expressions and automatic motions: all accumulate into the life of the station.

The whistle signals an arrival. Her arrival. Loud squealing brakes and steam fill the air.

I watch expectantly. Will she be alone?

I see her, my heart leaps.

Then it sinks. He is with her today. She spots me and bestows a glance in my direction: stay away.

I watch them leave.

Our train departs, I take it alone.


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Copyright Sandra Crook

Written as part of the Friday Fictioneers challenge hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (more details HERE). The idea is to write a short story of 100 words based on the photo prompt (above).

To read stories of 100 words based on this week’s prompt, visit HERE.


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84 thoughts on “STOLEN WEEKEND

  1. Something about trains brought us both to a similar theme again, Iain – Brief Encounter has a lot to answer for in my opinion, though my thoughts were rather with Charles and Camilla in 1981 🙂 Excellent pace in your story. Lovely.

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  2. Sorry i had to leave so quickly before I could reply this morning. Doc called me in to get my stitches out! YEAH! I can now use my point and click finger again! Love your story.Such a sad relationship. Either romantic or spy… reminds me of when my Foster Dad was working undercover, and I walked into the college cafe to see him there… he gave me that same kinda ‘don’t talk to me, you don’t even know me’ kinda look. Later, he sent me a message via another foster dad about what he was doing. It was weird.

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  3. It is strange that despite the everyday hustle and bustle of train travel it can still be highly romantic…or so sadly not as in your ending. You capture both the ordinary world and the other emotional one happening at the same time.

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