Another Wednesday another ‘Friday Fictioneers’. A 100 words of fiction based around the photo prompt provided. If you haven’t tried it yet, you’re missing a treat. Follow the link and join its merry band of participants.
Photo Copyright : Marie Gail Stratford
She looked at the clock, to the windows, to the chairs. Everything looked the same. But it wasn’t. The hands of the clock seemed faster, the lights a little darker and a melancholy scent hung in the air.
“Meet me in the library” he’d typed. “I have something to ask you” he’d typed. Of course she’d agreed. She’d been invisible for so long, a faceless shadow amidst the heat.
Three months of solitary seduction.
Entirely by email.
He’d apologised for disturbing her. Said his appointment was late. Left the door ajar when he left.
Sally got up, straightened her skirt and closed another door!