Jack places a paw on her hand. Her heart pounds through her chest, pulse reverberating up her neck. The sweat on her fingers smear the phone screen as she types the message.
She glances at Jack, whose puppy-dog eyes encourage her.
He called for a reason, not just to say hi.
She’ll ask him out for coffee. Just coffee. So they can talk. Only talk. And she won’t take no for an answer.
—Nortina
Killing two birds with one stone, and it only took me a minute. Here’s my response to the last two #1MinFiction prompts: This cute photo, and the phrase, “won’t take no for an answer…”
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By the sometimes we mingle the reason for our calling with fear. Then all gets messed up or lost😟
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Sometimes not just coffee. Occasional expectations of a biscuit.
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I’d love a biscuit too. 😉
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Always more than coffee…🤔
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Always…
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We all call for a reason. That is the nature of the beast.
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Ah, yes, There is always a reason.
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