Entering the narthex, she easily found him sitting in his usual place in the sanctuary. She would know that thick black hair anywhere. Just long enough to curl at the top of his collar, the temptation to reach out and touch it was sometimes unbearable.
She saw him in profile, talking and laughing with the people near him. Walking quickly, but trying to look unhurried, she slipped quietly into the seat beside him, their hands brushing.
Turning from his pew neighbor, his smile was only for her. Returning his silent greeting, she was startled by how forward she was behaving.
The 100 Word Challenge, a writing prompt created by Velvet Verbosity, takes a single theme to tell a story in only 100 words ~ no more, no less. This week’s theme is ‘Forward.’
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I love the part about the hair touching the collar. Gorgeous writing!
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Loved the read and the feel to the piece. Would love to read a little bit more!
The new theme looks nice too!
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Very beautiful. Your flash fiction is wonderfully mysterious and compelling.
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Wow – I got swept up immediately. Bummed it was only 100 words!
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Your prose and photo mesh so well together! Another award-winning entry, Tara R.
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So sweet and innocent, especially that it happens in a church. I love the delicate nature of this, she is clearly timid yet wanting so badly to be bold.
Loved it
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There is an innocent charm to this that is irresistible.
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I love this!
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How come I never get women to act forward to me? Perhaps because they sense I’m too willing? – ’cause you know me … I’m a pushover.
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Lou, I find it hard to believe that women aren’t flirting with you at every chance they get.
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first of all…why there isn’t a metal band called narthex is beyond me…great word
You know what word nerds we are. the way you find an alternate defintion to each velvet verbosity word makes me a Tara fanboi. The character thinking hands brushing is “forward” says a lot.
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One reason I rarely read the other 100 Words until I write mine is I don’t want to be influenced by how the other participants use their prompt. I like finding different meanings of the words. This piece is actually semi-autobiographical. I met my first serious boyfriend at church. I was incredibly shy and naive. Sitting with him during morning services did seem a little brazen to me.
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