Welcome to this week’s Flash Fiction Friday. A picture may be worth a thousand words but not for us. We have a picture about which we write a story of 100 words, no more and no less. I am joined by some fabulous writers today who give their take on a picture. To see the picture and the other members click this blog link: Flasher Fiction Friday
I sat on the park bench just soaking up the sights, smells and sounds of the beautiful fall day. The two men had already been there and my eyes kept returning to them.
I couldn’t stop my gasp. The dark-haired man’s bracelet was just like one I’d seen years ago. It had not been all in my imagination! Memories of that scary night came flooding back. I was rescued by a man with the kindest eyes ever. I had thought he was my guardian angel. And now twenty years later I found myself looking into those same chocolate brown eyes.