This is my entry to this week’s Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers challenge.
From out of the shadows
Fred peered down the street while cold shivers danced up and down his spine. He glanced nervously into the shadows, searching for whatever might be lurking within.
Looking past the solitary streetlight he thought he saw a shadowy form advancing slowly towards him. He stopped, gripped in fear, unable to move.
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Sabrina looked down the street. It was much more romantic at night. The contours of half-constructed buildings played games with the streetlight, and the shadows hid the garbage that was so evident in daylight.
Peering over the high walls as she continued walking, she glimpsed the lights in the houses and imagined families laughing and telling stories of the day gone by.
Coming from the out of the shadow she saw a solitary figure.
“Fred, is that you?” she shouted.
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Fred looked closer and saw it was Sabrina. He rushed towards her and took her in his arms.
“Fred, you’re trembling. Are you alright?”
“Sure. It’s just a bit chilly.”
Sabrina held him at arm’s length and saw the worry on his face.
She knew her lover so well.
While he was tender, she pressed her advantage.
“Fred, there’s something you really need to know.”
This week’s prompt is © Maria @ Doodles and Scribbles