Woman Walks Dog

Thanks to dear Rochelle for hosting the Friday Fictioneers and to Na’ama Yahuda for the photo.

The Reunion

Kasper paused outside the Olive Grove bistro, in Manhattan, the place Mark suggested. . He recognised the stooped man reflected in the window, framed by dark storm clouds overhead. Mark was his best buddy at school, thirty years ago.

‘I must be crazy’ he thought , ‘Mark will make me talk about my awful  separation from Rachel, how I lost faith in my human rights work. Mark was there for me, he believed in my worth. Will he still ?

Mark approached Kasper, smiling broadly and said

‘Hello old friend, what news ?’