Her Entrance
Hello Friday Fictioneers!
For those of you, who do not take part in the Friday Fictioneers blog group, please accept this as an invitation. Every Wednesday we are provided with a photo and the goal is to offer a short story using 100 words. This task is the true challenge and I find it very inspiring reading the other members view on the photo prompt.
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“My mind is captured by thoughts of her. I can smell her perfume and hear her voice. What do I do?”
“Tom, I have known you since grade school. Who are you talking about?”
“The woman from my dreams; she comes and visit almost every night.”
“What does she say?”
“’Hold me’ and then I grab her and love instantly permeates.”
Doorbell rings.
“Hey Tom, this is my cousin Sara from Tennessee.”
Standing in shock and shaken. Can this really be the woman from my dreams?
She approaches, “Have we met before?”
I can’t blow this now! What’s next?