Short Story: Forlorn Stranger

A girl sat forlornly at the park bench, a piece of paper cradled in her hands.

The other parkgoers discreetly passed her, giving her some space. Once out of earshot, the speculations began.

“Maybe she lost her first love.”

“Must have lost her job.”

“Could be cancer. The poor dear.”

If anyone had bothered to ask, however, they would have discovered that the piece of paper was a free voucher to an exquisite meat buffet.

Expired yesterday.


Genre: slice of life

Posted on January 11, 2019, in Short Stories and tagged , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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