C'est La Vie!

It was the last time I saw her.

She was crossing the road with another guy.

Wearing that white top I gave her.

The red shoe she asked for on her birthday.

The same girl, the same perfume, the same hand holding a different hand.

Tears were rolling down my cheeks.

I pressed the accelerator of my car.

I hope she saw my face before I crushed her under the wheels.

It was the last time I saw her.

And Let There Be Light!

1, 2, 3...

“Hey what are you doing?” She asked!

7, 8... counting words! Can't you hear?

But, you are counting numbers!

It's all the same... 15, 16, 17, 18...

I can't see anything! Stop counting and let me open my eyes.

22, 23, 24, 25, 26...

Hey! I'm talking to you.

Shut up and let me count... 33, 34, 35...

Jack? What kind of surprise is this? What are you doing?

Shhh... 42, 43, 44, 45, 46, 47, 48...

If this is another one of those silly trick of yours, I'm gonna kill you!

51, 52, 53...

Fine! Go on...

57, 58, 59...

Jack?

Open your eyes!

She hesitantly opened her eyes very slowly.

“Oh Jack! I can see again! She cried out with joy. I can't believe it! I can...

She couldn't speak anymore. His two eyes were covered with bandage but he was smiling. That charming old smile she saw 11 years back before that car accident...

JACK!!! She screamed! Why did you do this?????? And broke down with tears.

Shhh... he touched her lips with his finger and whispered gently - “I wanted to write a short story in just one minute! Thank you for letting me complete it.”