She sat looking at the rows and rows of empty tables
The diner was almost deserted
He was coming to see her today
How long had it been?
Her mind failed to register
January? They had last ‘met’ at new year
And after that…. the preparations, the engagement, the fights, the wedding, the tears, the last time he said ‘hi’ to which she never replied, her birthday on which he just dropped a text wishing that god bless her….. the silence.
She thought of getting up and leaving, he was already 50 minutes late.
No chance again.
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This week’s entry for Friday Fictioneers. And with that i’m back to blogging π
And it feels great! Great! GREAT!
Β© 2013 Ankita Kala
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i liked your story mood, but i think the ending got disconnected and moved.
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Oh. I think I wasn’t able to explain it properly. Thanks for liking anyway! π
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Dear Ankita,
Ted is eloquent, no?
Perhaps a rewrite as an exercise in finding clarity?
Aloha,
Doug
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I think so too Doug. This one requires rework!
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Dear Ankita,
Sounds like whirlwind marriage.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Dear Rochelle,
They were once lovers. He got married to someone else. I think i’ll rewrite this one.
Thanks π
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I thought you were writing about an arranged marriage. This one looks doomed. I hope she finds another suitor!
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Oh how I wish! But they were not married to each other π¦
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What a sad story.. and nice to see you around..
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Thank you Bjorn π
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