Friday Fictioneers: Strangers In The Night

This is another Friday Fictioneers production. Hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, each week’s challenge is to write a 100-word story inspired by the photo prompt provided.

I haven’t been very active the last couple weeks, as far as reading other submissions. I’ve been very busy with the A To Z Challenge and a little of this and a little of that. My apologies. I’ll try to be better this week.

PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot

Strangers In The Night

“Dearest, come to me tonight at the stroke of 12. Ascend the ivy to my room. I will be waiting with bated breath, my love.”

He ran around town showing the note to everyone he knew and even a few strangers.

He rushed to her as the hour approached.

In the darkness, he found a friend.

“I came to wish you luck,” said he.

Before the ivy, he found another fellow.

“I’m here as a lookout. One can’t be too careful.”

He pulled two off the ivy before ascending himself. To everyone’s surprise, he found his love in another’s embrace.