Dandelion Wishes
NYC Midnight 100 word contest
Pushing dark curls off my forehead, I blow, spraying seeds and wishes. The stem withers.
Did it work? My third attempt.
Danny – dimples beneath moss-colored eyes. He likes science fiction too.
Chilling wind steals more wishes. Storm’s coming.
Daddy looms. “Daisy, chickens need feeding.”
Feed bucket in hand, birds scuttle and cluck. Paper crinkling in my pocket, wakes me from the tedium.
Meet at Thornton’s Bridge after school. D
Skipping to school, I float. Maybe he likes me too.
Later…
Thornton’s Bridge – abandoned, stark.
Cruel laughter from nearby woods.
Was I set up?
Why, Danny?
Heart-heavy, I droop home.
Withered.
About the Creator
Cathy Schieffelin
Writing is breath for me. Travel and curiosity contribute to my daily writing life. My first novel, The Call, is available at www.wildflowerspress.com or Amazon. Coming soon: Snakeroot and Cohosh.
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