Fiction: Wait (120 words)

02 Dec

John waited nervously at the little table just outside of the café.  I f Emma showed up, then he’d have a chance to right his wrongs—because he did know he was wrong.  But if she didn’t, well, he supposed that was that.  He’d lost his chance with the best thing to have ever happened to him. And he would have to find a way to learn to deal with that.

Every second felt like hours as he waited, looking both ways down the street, hoping he would see her coming towards him soon. He needed her, more than he could have ever imagined that he would have. And he was pretty sure this waiting was going to kill him.

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