The Wait

You’re sitting and waiting. You distract yourself with scrolling.

Someone’s shadow engulfs you.

Annoyed, you look up. It’s a child.

“Want to play while we wait?”

You look around. The waiting room is a sea of dull faces and glowing screens.

You nod, take the child’s hand, and walk outside.

Author's Note:

I wrote a trio of second person micros that are distinct stories but connected in their thematic progression. If you're interested, check out the other two linked below:

1. The Fall

2. The Wait

3. The Hope