We were driving down the highway on our way to the restaurant where I booked a table for two, one month ago. I did not plan for the storm that would be brewing over the city skyline. I wanted it to be a clear star-studded night, I wanted to take you to the place where we met and lie back on the hood of my car, with our backs against the windscreen as we did that first night. To repeat the slow, tentative way I curled my fingers through yours and once again relive the small smile and shy look you threw my way.
Flash Fiction: Fifteen Seconds Ago
Flash Fiction: Fifteen Seconds Ago
Flash Fiction: Fifteen Seconds Ago
We were driving down the highway on our way to the restaurant where I booked a table for two, one month ago. I did not plan for the storm that would be brewing over the city skyline. I wanted it to be a clear star-studded night, I wanted to take you to the place where we met and lie back on the hood of my car, with our backs against the windscreen as we did that first night. To repeat the slow, tentative way I curled my fingers through yours and once again relive the small smile and shy look you threw my way.