A very short three-liner this week for Sonya’s photo prompt.
photo by Ronaldo Santos via Unsplash
A knuckle raps on the window and a deep, husky voice calls, “Excuse me.”
I raise the sash, puzzled—I’m on the fifth floor—and the rest of my life suddenly turns into a fairy tale.
With a dazzling smile, the dream reaches out. “I think you dropped these.”