"Will he or wont he?"
A question that seemed to have no answer ran circles around her mind. Heather was dumbfounded by her own indecisiveness.
She slouched in the shadows, hiding away from everyone, including herself. Too shy to put up a brave front, it was easier to pretend she wasn't even there.
"Will he or wont he?"
Did it even matter in the end? Her Mother had warned her life was a mixture of fate and chance. So, she wondered as she stepped into the light, which one was guiding her then?
He turned the corner, her fists curled.
Bryan Thomas almost 10 years ago
Enjoying your drabbles, Olivia.
Elizabeth O. Smith almost 10 years ago
Thank you @scribbler for reading!
D.M. over 9 years ago
'Love that word "curled." Effective ending to a tense drabble. 'Hoping for some new posts.