Friday Flash Fiction 32
Filed under Flash Fiction • Friday Flash Fiction • 14-03-2008 •
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By Gareth L Powell
He stepped off the train, turning his collar up against the wind and rain. There had been a blonde girl in the seat opposite his. As he passed the carriage window, he noticed her looking out at him. She pressed a business card up against the window.
“Call me,” she mouthed.
The train started to move. He pulled out his mobile and, walking to keep pace with the window, typed her number into the keypad with his thumb. He got the last digit just as he reached the end of the platform.
The train pulled away from him, into the rain. He lifted the phone to his ear.
It rang twice before she answered.
“I love you,” she said.
