55 Fiction

He did not notice her walk into the cafe.

“Excuse me, can I borrow this chair?”

Her voice was soft, just like a melody. He noticed her hand gently placed against the back of the chair.

He was unable to find his voice. He simply nodded.

As she walked away, he remembered who she was.


Today I came across  55 Fiction at Writetribe.com, and decided to give it a shot. This was much harder than I had anticipated, but I loved it. Go check out the other entries!




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