a tale of tails, tenacity, and tedium, as told by me, usually barefoot and bellowing

Sunday, September 27, 2015

Who's Watching You?

photo credit: Gerrit Photography

He had the luxury of watching unseen through the windows.  It made him feel a little dirty but not enough to stop him.  Leaning over his brick balcony railing he begin to sing love poems of 
shining horses dancing.  She never heard a word nor knew of his devotion.  

Later as she was passing his apartments, he spoke.  She returned a shy smile.

She never reached the end of the block. She never reached home. She was never seen again.

The alignment gremlins are working against me.  Sorry.  I can not fix it.  I will try later. Thanks for visiting.

19 comments:

eileeninmd said...

Hello Gail, great story, I love a good mystery. The image is perfect, great reflection shot.

Have a happy day and new week ahead!

Blogoratti said...

A delightful read indeed, thanks for sharing and greetings!

Sandra said...

and he doesnt even LOOK like a serial killer. HE HE HE.. i like it.

brudberg said...

And the reaper that walks the street is soon ready to kill again.. dangerous.

brudberg said...

And the reaper that walks the street is soon ready to kill again.. dangerous.

Kathe W. said...

yikes...good one! I guess we never really know who is watching us.

Berowne said...

Intriguing...

Mama Zen said...

Oh, very creepy!

Margaret said...

It started out so sweetly. Ended in chills.

Bekkie Sanchez said...

Tragic! A great job with both prompts!

Wsprsweetly Of Cottages said...

No one is watching me. There is nothing to see.
I have trouble enough sleeping..so I will perhaps skip this one. Maybe they ran off together? Lived happily ever after. :)

Maria said...

ah, nooo! Don't make eye contact!
Just kidding, good work.

DEE DEE said...

Its beautiful, I wonder if he ever told he that he is crushing on her

Jae Rose said...

Who cares about alignment when you have written such an intense and powerful story

Kutamun said...

Oh dear , is it a serial ?

Karen S. said...

I love it! Why ever did you feed water, after midnight to those naughty little gremlins?!

Magical Mystical Teacher said...

Well, the alignment gremlins didn't stop me from enjoying this piece. Thank you!

Nicholas V said...

Chilling micro-tale... Unfortunately, nowadays we find that it is only too true...
Well-penned, Gail.

Kathleen said...

The terror of obsession. Give me chills!

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