She had imagined he would come out from around that counter and sweep her away with that half a grin on his face, but reality was more awkward than that. She’d come in everyday to buy her cigarettes and ask him silly questions just to see that grin. Even with that red work shirt, he was handsome. So many men his age were, but it was that wrinkle against his cheek. And his piercing eyes. She touched his hand when she took her change. She said, “Tell me, are you free Friday night?” He smiled his silly smile and winked.
100 Word Love Story
therichardbraxton 
Love it! A piece of cake to go with that giant cup of coffee you wrote about. I’m def gonna do this!
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I might have to try a few more of these to see if I can get more story out of 100 words.
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Wrote one last night after seeing yours. It’s rather fun and fulfilling – like doing the Jumble in under three minutes! Have at it!
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Wonderful. I love it! Nicely penned.
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Thank you. Do you think it tells a whole story?100 words is so brief.
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It is perfect! The intrigue draws me in and leaves me smiling along with two characters trying to connect…a very relatable topic. Sometimes in storytelling, less is more…sometimes .😊
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