a fifty word story The Porch
This is my submission to the Fifty word story contest. Hope you like it.
“I love this porch,” he said.
“I do, too. You’re early for the hunt,” I said looking up from my book.
“What hunt?” he asked.
“The one tonight at eight,” I said.
“I just came for the porch and the rocking chair,” he said.
I turned and he was gone.
photo and house are mine.
#fiftywordshortstory.
Thank you @vdux and @jayna
Sounds like a visit from the other side?
Ooh nice. It makes me wonder if he was a spirit, or perhaps her imagination. Or maybe the mysterious hunt frightened him away. So many questions!
I had similar thoughts.
Certainly you left a moment of mystery. Congratulations @lahvista