The song that played their love story 70 years ago, filled the air. She knew he had something to do with it, at least she liked to think so.
Oh, Jack… there you go again.
In a park not far away, the music continued to pull her heart in the right direction. She found it & stopped; each beautiful instrument reminding her of old memories. In her imagination they were dancing on the grass, his arms tight around her waist; 18 again.
When it concluded, she cried & slowly meandered home with a smile on her face.
True love never disappears.
This was written in response to: Friday Fictioneers. The objective of Friday Fictioneers is to challenge yourself to write a 100 word story that is influenced by a single photo. If you’d like to learn more and/or participate, click on the photo prompt above.
One year ago I signed up for WordPress & published my first post 6 days later.
In this span of time, I’ve managed to convince 683 people to keep an eye on it. I watched that number go up and down quite a bit – depending on what was being ranted, raved or praised. I’ve monitored the traffic behind it all, almost to a fault.
I’ve documented my son growing up,his continuing crush on the Tooth Fairy … & when he tried to plunge the toilet with a towel. Yeah, It Happened. I’m so happy it’s written down & saved for his future girlfriends.
Since I’m obviously a professional, I shared the wealth of knowledge and told you how to raise your kids also.