Picture prompt for Friday Fictioneer:
I peered into the thickening mist calling his name. Oh, where was he? It was getting late and the mist was closing in.
I climbed onto the fence, trying to see further into the fog. My heart was pounding. I could hear it thudding in my ear. Maybe I shouldn’t have come. Maybe he was only playing with me.
Oh, what could I have been thinking! So foolish! So stupid! I need to stop admonishing myself. I have thrown caution to the wind. I am committed to live my life.
No time to turn back. I will trust and wait.