I’ve been so busy writing a new novel that I forgot what important day of the week it was: Friday Flash 55! I humbly make this late offering to the festivities!
They were sitting on the couch watching television and talking about nothing. His hand reached for hers, a sweet gesture, that reminded her of innocent youthful days past. It made her laugh, and he withdrew like a scolded puppy. He left without a goodnight kiss, and she went to bed alone, to dream of him.