Every morning at ten of eight, I bustle across the street with a bright scarf and a smile, swing open the diner door with a tinkle, and sit at the stool closest to the window. I order a hot chocolate with whipped cream, and anxiously check my hair in the mirror behind the counter while I wait. He comes out, wiping hands on his snowy apron, smiling with glittering teeth and running fingers through his wavy hair while carefully holding my cup in the other hand. Coincidence? His smile makes my heart flutter.
I have not gotten around to FSF in quite a while, and I am glad that I have time not that I am on vacation. This is my first try in a long time, so I hope it is ok.
Claire
Glad you are back doing these Claire. The 5 sentence fiction are great for keeping us moving and trying new things with our writing, aren't they. Really liked your story :))
ReplyDeleteYou changed your blog too! I find it easier to read your text so I think it's a great change!
Hello! Nice story. I look forward to reading more of your 5SF.
ReplyDeleteA good piece that takes me back to the days when I went through those agonies of 'does he, doesn't he?'
ReplyDeleteOh, I've been that girl :) Lovely story!!
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