
“It’s nice of you to walk me home,” she said, smiling shyly at him as they cut across the field.
The sun cast a soft glow on her face with its large brown eyes which seemed to dance every time she looked at him, making his heart skip a beat. She was the prettiest girl he knew. It was an honor to walk her home.
He smiled. “It’s the least I could do. You’ve been helping me with my assignment. “
Her countenance fell. “Is that the only reason?” she asked.
“No. May I hold your hand?”
She beamed. “Sure.”
100 Words
This was written for the Friday Fictioneers challenge hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields For more details, visit Here. To read other stories based on this week’s prompt, visit Here.
Awww, sweet 🙂
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Thanks, Iain.
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Awwww … This was sweetly and nicely done! 🙂
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Thank you 🙂
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Aww, that warms the heart.
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Thanks, Sandra 🙂
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That is really lovely!
‘Retribution’, my short story.
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Thanks, Keith 🙂
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Lovely and sweet.
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Thanks, Dale 🙂
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A sweet, innocent, happy tale. I loved it.
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Thanks, Linda 🙂
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so congratulations to them..
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Dear Adele,
Such a sweet, feel-good story.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Dear Rochelle,
Thank you 🙂 Hope you enjoying your trip.
Shalom,
Adele
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A lovely story of young love!
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Thanks, Brenda 🙂
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