‘It’s snowing,’ she said.
‘Yeah,’ he said, ‘it is snowing.’
‘The airport will be closed,’ she said.
‘Yes, the airport will be closed.’
For some moments they were both silent.
‘Should we go back inside?’ he asked.
She smiled at him.
‘Yes,’ she said, ‘Let’s go back inside.’
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I write as a way of life: stories, blogs, articles, almost-poems. I'm a freelancer, a vegetarian, and I listen to Leonard Cohen and enjoy French films. We are dying a little more with each new day we live, so shouldn't we make the most of our time?
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7 thoughts on “50-Word Stories #86”
I wonder where this one shall lead hatted – boy…
So do I, so do I…
Love this story…….plenty to think about xxx
Reblogged this on This Got My Attention and commented:
But what of the airport is open? No planes means you have the baggage carousel to play with all by yourself! (They don’t shut that sucker down, ever)
this is indeed a lovely story. and a lovely watercolor too.