It’s time for another installment of Friday Fictioneers, courtesy of Madison Woods. Thank you kindly to Jan Morrill for providing today’s photo for the prompt.
As always, please feel to participate. I have 100 words in the form of story. I welcome any criticism. Thank you.
Image courtesy of Jan Morrill
The white walls caught the light, overpowering my judgment. I surrendered and receded into the alley. My bare feet cracked with the sand and grit of the pebbles, the heat almost intolerable. Barely distinguishable from the others, I knew this alley wasn’t the right one. Its walls were too high and the blue door wasn’t there before. I felt light headed.
A few steps into the shade and I saw him, standing on the balcony watching me. Waiting for me. He knew I’d be here.
I crooked my head to see a man walking behind me. My opportunity had suddenly vanished.