Next Friday

Next Friday

Sunday Photo Fiction is a weekly challenge to write a 200-word story based on a photo prompt. This week’s photo is courtesy of C.E. Ayr.  If you are interested in contributing your own story, or to see what others have written, please visit  Sunday Photo Fiction

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Photo Courtesy of C.E. Ayr

My Dearest Love

How I have missed you! Every moment we are apart is torture. I want so much to hear your sweet voice and feel you in my arms. I have good news! I am coming home. Meet me at the train station Friday at 4:00 pm. I am counting the days until we meet again.

The station was busy for a Friday night and Daisy worried she would miss Bill when he arrived. Everyone seemed to be in such a rush. She noticed an empty spot on a bench next to the tracks and sat down. Daisy gripped the tattered letter and replayed his words from memory. She had waited for this day a long time. As the old clock tower chimed four times, her heart leaped. Daisy pulled her fingers through her graying hair and straightened her dress.

It won’t be long now. Any minute and I will see his face.

By 4:30, Daisy realized Bill was not arriving today. As she has done hundreds of times before, Daisy patiently picked up the small suitcase that held all she owned and walked three blocks to the homeless shelter. There was always next Friday.



10 thoughts on “Next Friday

  1. i like the slow build-up when you say ‘tattered letter’ and ‘graying hair’. Obviously, time has passed, but I was not prepared for the homeless shelter. The tragedy is more than a betrayal.

  2. You built so much expectation, all came crashing down when Bill did not come at the declared time. It seems on every Friday she comes to received him. There will never be a Friday when he will come, will there?

  3. A sad story with another one to tell, I enjoyed the way in which you built it up, right The the end at a homeless shelter.

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