photo prompt credit: Jean L Hays
5:23 PM.
Chris watched for her. Sometimes she wore a red scarf. She was always in a hurry.
Today, he would do it.
5:24 PM.
She should be here by now. No sign of her coming down the sidewalk.
He had practiced this moment, day after day. Her routine was clockwork.
5:25 PM.
Chris paced around the street sign. I’ll give her another minute or two, he thought.
This was not like her. He didn’t know her name. He didn’t know where she came from.
He just knew she was like clockwork.
5:26 PM.
Damn. The planning was for nothing.
He walked away.
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Retired Ruth 
Great stuff – a nice missed connection story. I interpreted a clear moral in it too – “don’t wait too long, you might miss your chance”.
Cheers
KT
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Missed opportunities! Thanks for your comment.
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Good story – kept me guessing – still am – and that’s a good thing! Some 100 word stories don’t need an end.
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Thanks for reading and commenting. Endings are not my strength.
Lack of endings are my strength! LOL
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Just when you think you have something or someone figured out, you’re in for a surprise. I wonder if he’ll try again.
janet
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So true. Maybe I will continue the story…
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As with some of the others, I didn’t know if Chris’s purpose was for good or evil … and i guess we’ll never know (unless you tell us)
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I really should take some of the flash fiction stories and finish them… I always feel like they are incomplete too1
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Oh no, a broken heel, a look in a window, a remembered friend…
blessings ~ maxi
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Yes! Anything could have happened!
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Dear Lit50’sab,
I kept waiting for her to whack him over the head as her victim, chosen because he was like clockwork. Even though it didn’t happen that way, I enjoyed your story very much.
Aloha,
Doug
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That would have been a great twist! Thanks.
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I had a kind of uneasy feeling as this story progressed. It was de-fused at the end but the ride was skilfully executed. Well done.
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Luckily I ran out of words! It could have gone either way.
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Dear Ruth,
Maybe his clock was running fast that day. Or maybe she realized he was stalking her. I like the way you left the story open to the imagination.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thanks. I am often torn between having a concrete conclusion or leaving it open for the reader to decide.
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I’m chuckling. He waited 3 minutes? I hope he looks up the word patience and gives her another chance 🙂
Ellespeth
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Patience…. a foreign concept in today’s world! Thanks for reading and commenting.
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His problem is he thinks he’s got her all worked out, but he’s wrong. Maybe she’s been watching him, and is keeping him on his toes. I really like your approach – I can almost hear the clodk ticking.
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Thanks. Human behavior is not usually like clockwork!
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Do what? Ask her out? Kill her? I enjoyed it even though the ending didn’t show up. 🙂
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The ending is all yours… I still haven’t decided. Thanks for reading.
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Of course your story had an ending, but the ending I wanted to know about didn’t show up. I think I will go with, “ask her out.”
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A great representation of the anxiety one experiences when they see the person they just know is meant for them, only to learn the universe has a different plan. Thoroughly enjoyed this story.
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All that planning for nothing, huh? I feel bad for him, but it makes me laugh a little bit. This always seems to happen when you plan for an encounter. The one day you make a plan, something changes it and it doesn’t come together. I enjoyed this a lot.
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Thanks, Amy. You are right about planning…
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