He walked out of his house, and stood on his doorstep. His looked ahead, but he could see nothing. The slightest noise would have made him turn, but the silence of the evening hit him. His eyes moved around in the hope that he would see someone, but there was no one there.
For a moment, he thought he could see her. He peered forward, and she was walking across the lawn towards him. His eyes lit up, but she slowly faded away.
His eyes dimmed, and he looked down. He turned around slowly, and headed towards the front door. He went inside, without looking back.
* * *
His face was expressionless, as he shuffled along his front lawn, staring aimlessly into the distance.
A woman appeared at the gate, and began to walk towards him. He looked up, and although he had stopped in his tracks at the sight of her, his expression was reaching out. She approached him, whilst holding his gaze the entire time.
He began to walk towards her, his pace fastening. They were standing face to face, both silent for what seemed like an eternity.
She let out a relieving smile; “Hello, Forrest.”
She dropped the bag she was carrying on her shoulder to the floor, and held him close; pulling him closer the longer they were embraced. She closed her eyes, and buried her head into his neck. He slowly raised his arms, and wrapped them around her.
(Inspired by Forrest Gump, 1994)
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