fifty-five

Okay…sorry I’m so late with the story. I’m such a slob…

And babel, I was so supremely confident that I would not be tagged for the story that I read your story but didn’t read whom you had tagged… *holding ears doing mental oth-bosh*. Now I’ll stop rambling and get on with it…



It was a one in a million chance. He tried to stare past the sheets of rain and the cloak of the dark. He was alone. And there she was. She moved towards him. So close he almost heard her breathe. She smiled. The glint in her eyes hypnotised him. She turned and was gone.