50 Word Story

From a request for a 50 word story on the Fountain Pen Network

by Herman Labuschagne

�Are you sleeping?� he asked.

�Not anymore��

�Do you still remember what I told you on the swing that day?�

Silence. Then a smile.

�About �always and forever?��

�Yes.�

Thoughtful silence.

�That was 60 years ago, you know?�

�I know,� he said. �I just wanted to say�. I meant it��