He’d been sitting next to her, looking at his loafers, for what seemed like hours before he had the courage to reach over and take her hand. He felt her small hand in his and continued to look at the rest of their friends as they sat talking. He barely heard the conversation. He took a small breath before glancing to his right. He blushed as his eyes met hers. He looked down at her mouth and saw a shy smile. Looking away, he knew that he’d marry her someday.
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Like the video! That was what I call a short short story! More like a snipet! But you could go a little deeper with the idea. It leaves us wondering…well, did he marry her, what happened to them?
I thought I would try a little ‘flash fiction’.