Gilham checks his watch.
Molly is late.
He pulls an envelope from his pocket and scrawls a note.
I’ve given up, can’t hold on. Forgive me!
Molly rounds the corner, breathless.
Gilham stuffs the note into his coat, smiling.
“Good thing you’re here! I was about to go!”
This is the twenty-seventh story in the series of Humpbuckle Tales. Each story is precisely 50 words long. They are meant to be independent stories, but if you read them all you will find each one adds another piece to the puzzle – there is a bigger story that is being told.
This story was first published on my Hive blog (@felt.buzz) and you can find all the stories on the @humbuckletales Hive account – at the time of posting this I have just published number 48. On Hive I publish 12 stories per week (Monday to Saturday one story per day and then six 50-word stories in one post on a Sunday).
If you prefer the drip drip drip approach keep coming back here for one 50-word tale every day!
You can watch the author read the first 22 Humpbuckle Tales on YouTube or you can listen to it as a podcast. The 3rd author reading will be published on 15th November.