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Title: Exhale
Word Count: 100
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fiction_drabbles.
“Trust me.”
Seventeen years later, he could still hear…now and again…her mouth at his ear, exhaling the words in a crisp whisper.
He had not.
His eyes flicked to hers. Nothing like understanding passed between them, but he dipped his chin in assent before backing away to be swallowed by the crowd. He found himself straining to catch a last glimpse—of a mole-brown twist of hair, of the ivory buttons on her black sleeve—he told himself that it was as the elk watched the wolf, always, but that was not entirely right.
In any case, she was gone.
Word Count: 100
Notes: For the prompt "Invitation" at
fiction_drabbles.“Trust me.”
Seventeen years later, he could still hear…now and again…her mouth at his ear, exhaling the words in a crisp whisper.
He had not.
His eyes flicked to hers. Nothing like understanding passed between them, but he dipped his chin in assent before backing away to be swallowed by the crowd. He found himself straining to catch a last glimpse—of a mole-brown twist of hair, of the ivory buttons on her black sleeve—he told himself that it was as the elk watched the wolf, always, but that was not entirely right.
In any case, she was gone.
