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The shadows lengthened as she waited restlessly on that rickety bench.
The same place where years ago she had shared confidences with her friend, until their paths forked.
That little notice in the newspaper had brought her back, after decades.
Was it a sign? A last chance?
Doubt gnawed at her, but something inside her told her that she had to return to that forsaken corner of her past.
Suddenly, a silhouette emerged from the shadows.
A familiar figure that accelerated the beating of her decrepit heart.
Memories came flooding back with the force of an avalanche.
-You're back at last -whispered a raspy, elderly voice.
Tears flooded her eyes as she recognised her friend from her youth.
The mystery had been revealed, but so many questions remained to be answered.
What she didn't know was that he had been dead for 30 years.
I really enjoyed your story, though I felt you should add more content and people into it.
They are micro-stories that are characterised by being of few words. Thank you for reading and for your comment