She jumps off a roof to another, a crazy leap. He’s still following. Another gigantic leap to another roof. She doesn’t look down at the ant-like cars below.
No way, a wall! He’s jumping, and makes it. He moves close, breathing heavily.
“You’re great at parkour,” he whispers. They embrace.
This was my first shot at very short flash fiction, 50 words. Just another part of the Writing 101 adventure. Let me know what you think!
Wow, this must be my shortest post ever. I feel weird stopping. But I will.
Until tomorrow, dear blogosphere buddies!