Autumn leaves crunched underfoot as Jack walked. His footsteps sounded so loud, echoing his pulse. His stomach quivered. Would she be there? He had left the note on her locker. What if it had fallen off before she got to it after class? What if she didn’t want to be with him? What if someone else saw it? What if she laughed? What if….
He came around the last tree and he could see the gazebo. His heart leapt.
My “entry” for this week’s Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers. I went short, only 78 words. Never had that happen before! Read all the other stories HERE. Thanks again to Priceless Joy for giving us these wonderful prompts every week.