He had said to meet him at the bottom of the staircase beside the suit of armour and not be confused by waiting at the bottom of the stairway with the knight in shiny armour.
So I have waited and waited. I’m afraid to step away, even to the toilet for fear he comes by and I’m not here.
It’s been several hours now and I know he isn’t coming but I’m hanging on in hope more than anything else.
A very elegant woman descended the stairs, gave me a nod and continued on her way. Only thing is, and dare I say this, but she disappeared through the wall. As if it wasn’t there.
I must be seeing things. My imagination, from standing here so long is playing tricks on me. I try to settle myself and shift feet ever looking in the direction of the castle entrance in hope he appears.
As the day goes by my heart is saddened by what obviously has been a waste of time, after all I could visit a castle anytime. I begin to think of the long lonely trek home. I’d walked to the castle thinking he would arrive and drive me back. My feet are aching and I’m not looking forward to the walk at all.
There’s a noise on the stairwell and I look up to see a group of children descending, engaged in earnest conversation where one is making a point to the others. They stop when they see me. The tallest one looks at me and says, “You can go now. He’s not coming. Best if you go home.”
Then he and the others hurry away and like the woman I saw earlier they disappear through the same wall still engaged in their conversation.
Written for: https://scvincent.com/2017/01/26/thursday-photo-prompt-waiting-writephoto/
Morpethroad 
This was Intriguing Michael! Who was ‘he’?
The boy she was waiting for…..we may never know….
Always love a story with a hint of whatever next???!
Yeah, who is ‘he’? This was really interesting Michael. Like the narrator, I was waiting expectantly for ‘him’ to turn up. As my Mum would have said, ‘You’re just going to keep us in suspenders aren’t you..’ 🙂
Yes I am….fun isn’t it…
I so love this story. A combination of ghostly mystery and who are you waiting for and why. ❤
Yes Michael what is happening here!! 🙂
A girl waiting for a boy and occasional ghost walking by….girl then goes home alone…lol
Love it!! xx
Another good tale Michael
Thank you Di appreciate you stopping by..
Perhaps she was waiting for a ghost — they are unpredictable.
Very much so I think.
Only wishing to be seen on their terms..now..always. Liked your little tale my friend.
Thank you Jen..
A really intriguing tale, Michael 🙂
Thank you Sue…:)
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what is through that wall?
Next week: Part 2, what is on the other side of the wall?
Ha you think? Lets wait and see…
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