Jeff watched and waited while streams of people spilled forth from the gateway, his eyes peeled for one particular person. As more and more people exited he began to wonder if he had the right train. Glancing down at the piece of paper on which he had written down the information his friend Tanya had given him, he saw that he had the correct day, correct time, correct train.
He wondered if Molly still remembered him after all these years. It had been a long time since they had last seen each other and even then they had never really been good friends, never really known each other that well. Something Jeff hoped to change this time around.
His thoughts went to some of the memories he had of Molly. She had been young and flighty at the time but still full of life and vivaciousness. Tanya had mentioned that she had been through some tough times recently.
Continuing to watch his eyes fell on a woman that matched with the one in the photo Tanya had shown him.
Suddenly feeling nervous, Jeff slowly approached the woman….
The woman turned around, her lips slowly turning in a soft smile.
This Micro-Story was written for the Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writer Challenge – Week of February 21, 2017