I kept the date. It was our last chance. Your last chance. If you don’t show up this time then I’ll know for sure.
Fifteen years since the High School prom. We were perfect. You wanted to be with me. Why should that have changed?
So every year, on the anniversary of that evening, I message you. Text, email, WhatsApp, Facebook, Insta. You definitely get the message.
But you never show up.
A shame the restaurant is closed, the staff have abandoned it. I can hear the storm siren as the hurricane nears.
Still no sign of you. Maybe it was the rain.
Until next year, my love.
Written for Friday Fictioneers 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 more stories of 100 words based on this week’s prompt, visit HERE.
‘The Barra Boy’ is available now. You can find all the information for getting a copy HERE.
This Saturday is Bookshop Day in the UK and I’ve got an author event at a local shop to celebrate, where I’ll be chatting about ‘The Barra Boy’ and signing copies.