Late Again

Published on by Susi Bocks
red white and black tribal textile
Robert Levonyan – Unsplash

A quick trip to the “Land of Carpets” turned into an hours-long excursion—just about every style imaginable, one line after the other, up and down the warehouse. 

Kneeling on the one, I shed actual tears. Hallelujah! “Here, quick, take my money, pronto.” 

I still had to pick up some flowers, and I was desperately late already. 

The wheels on my car spun into a high squeal. Living fast, I steered in my lover’s direction.

I found him touching the flame of the candlelight on the table. He looked bored, but his eyes lit up as soon as he saw me. 

Inspired by The Sunday Whirl – World #518

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