A big thanks to Kat for holding the Twittering Tales challenge!
Last week was a tad hectic for me so I wasn’t able to take part in The Twittering Tales.
This prompt gives off a forlorn sort of feel. I font know whether its just me and monochrome photos, though.
Anyway, here’s mine for the week.
Weren’t your friends supposed to be on this trip?
She smiled forlornly.
It was a morning of perfection as Nick lay on the bench outside Barker’s drugstore. Trees swaying in the mid-morning breeze were accompanied by the sun shining down on his handsome form. Many a girl had their eyes drawn to the young man lounging in the heart of town, dark curls gently being caressed by the breeze, startling blue eyes turned towards the sky.
20 years ago, however, the day hadn’t been this pleasant at all.
Howling With The Wolf 