FFfAW: Week of 07-01-2015 – Waiting

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It was the best place I could think of for our first meeting.

Half way between our respective homes.

I had always loved Brella Park and had spent many hours there walking its many and varied pathways.

I had told her I would wait on the seat above the water feature.

I had to admit to being nervous.

We had only known each other a few weeks when she had suggested we meet and see if we liked each other as much in the flesh as we did on the net.

I looked at my watch, it was almost the appointed time.

Several joggers puffed their way past me, a father with his baby in pram sauntered by. I looked in every direction anticipating her.

I waited a full thirty minutes past our meeting time. It was then I heard the sirens. People gathered on the nearest hill.

I started to run…..

Written for: https://flashfictionforaspiringwriters.wordpress.com/2015/06/30/fffaw-week-of-07-01-2015/

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51 Responses to FFfAW: Week of 07-01-2015 – Waiting

  1. This is wonderful! My heart literally sank reading the last line! Excellent Michael!

  2. HumaAq says:

    I agree with above, wonderful story

  3. DELL CLOVER says:

    Oh dear…then, did they not get to meet??

  4. mandy says:

    I was about to comment on feeling a little sick about that ending. It may even keep me awake tonight. But then I got distracted by the wonderful geography dialogue between you and Joy, me being a states person, too. I want to believe there was a happy ending after all. 😊

  5. luckyjc007 says:

    Loved this story! Isn’t it amazing how we react to unknown situations…we tend to think the worse and the fear just builds up until we get to learn the real facts. I, for one, will end this story in my mind as having a happy ending! Thanks for the opportunity.

  6. phylor says:

    If the sirens pertain to your lady friend to be, I hope you go the emergency room with her for a few cuts and bruises. She was running late, and didn’t look before she crossed the street?

  7. rogershipp says:

    I really do hope that he was stood up and that the sirens were not for his friend! Cold feet is much better than cold corpse!

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