She headed out early on a hot and humid summer morning. Yearning to experience the rush of the mighty Niagara Falls. She had sent him a message to meet her at the Fallsview Casino. Maddening thoughts racing through her mind as she navigated the busy highway. Would he show up? So many lost opportunities.
Suddenly, the clouds grew dark, the radio warning of a fast- approaching storm. Traffic holding its breath,sky a tense diaphragm. Her heart rapidly beating, she tried to control each inhale and exhale. Perhaps, this wasn't the best of plans. The clouds exploded with pounding rain, flashes of lightning and roaring thunder. Clenching the steering wheel, praying to the heavens for this one dream. To see him face to face, heart to heart, breath to breath.
Surely, this storm-chase would pass and bring sunshine and an arc of hope.
written for dVerse
hosted by Kim - Writing 144 word prosery
including the following line in the story.
Traffic holding its breath,
Sky a tense diaphragm’