The Promise

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic


Sunlight shimmered through the station windows casting the darkness towards the corners and away from the bustling platforms. Today of all days was particularly exciting for many, with the arrival of a new type of train that was faster than any other to date. However one woman dressed all in black, was not here for the train, she was here as she had been many times before to observe the couple that was here every day. Without fail, through the seasons and through the elements they met, at the same spot and same time every day, for the past 40 years.

Ever since that fateful day that the young man saved the woman from an immigrant, down on his luck, who had turned to mugging those in the station. The woman in black was here that day too, seeing the young man jump to aid the young lady all those years ago. She had put up a fight and been stabbed in the process, but that young man stopped the mugger and even took her to the hospital. Ever since this had been their meeting spot, day in and day out, each time a new memory.

Every morning leaving here for their jobs, and meeting back at this spot after, before heading home together. Once he brought flowers and a basket for a picnic in the park, then another day they sat and played, ‘guess the job’ with all the people passing by.  After many days he pulled a ring from his pocket and proposed to her, face streaked with tears of joy, she accepted. This had become a place not of the time she almost died, but a beautiful sanctuary. Filled with thousands of memories, hundreds of joyous ones, and only a few unfortunate.

Not one day passed that they hadn’t shown up, not in all 40 years since that day. Even after 30 years ago when they departed on their trains to their careers, sharing a hug and a kiss. She returned eagerly awaiting him, for hours, but he never returned. Even to this day she still comes to this spot and waits for him, little does she know he is here every day, still holding true to his promise.

“I promise I will be here every day with you until I die, and then every day after that till the end of time.”

The woman in black had observed them quite often wondering what this love was to transcend life and death.  The young lady was now an old woman, still coming to see her lover as she had every day, hoping to see him once again. The woman in black walked over, knowing it was time, a promise kept this long deserved respect. Placing a hand on the old women’s shoulder, she fell to the ground alone in the station, but her soul rejoiced as she finally was able to see her lover. Walking hand in hand out of the station into the sunlight forevermore.


Submitted: May 01, 2020

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