“Sorry, I didn’t realise you were wearing those shoes,” he said as they were walking.
Her feet were killing her. It’d been ages since going on a real date, so she dressed up and put on her favourite heels; four-inch heels, what was she thinking!
She didn’t want to say anything just because they ended up walking instead of driving. She saw he was trying; he even apologised.
Leaving the theatre, the rain was pouring. Looking at her shoes, then each other, he smiled and gestured to give her a piggyback. Smiling, she knew he still loved her.
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Jess Boyes
From Melbourne, Australia, I love creative writing and food, particularly a good quality cheese or some sort of dairy.
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So sweet, love this! Piggybacks are the best 🤗❤️
Awww, that was just so sweet!
A gentle snapshot of love. I’m looking forward to entering having never written micro fiction before. Thank you for inspiring! 🌸
Aww. beautiful story.
Awww, how sweet. This reminds me of my husband, he'd do that. :)
Aww, I loved this! ❤️Great job!
Incredible Story❤️😉💯
What a lovely little story. Love it, Jess!
Awwwww. How sweet
Aww that was beautiful!