This is my contribution to this week’s Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers, brought to us by Priceless Joy.
Laura checked her watch. Where is he? He knows that I hate being late. She craned her neck over the edge of the platform.
“Excuse me, could you step behind the yellow line?” A uniformed man wearing an official tone and a whistle around his neck strolled over.
She turned around. “Uh.. sorry Mrs. Amazing, didn’t realize it was you… wow, never thought I’d see a superhero at a train station!”
“Well, Mr. Amazing chose not to fly today. And its Ms. not Mrs.” Her smile and her eyes gave him different messages.
He pulled out his phone. “Hey can I get a pic..er, never mind.” His survival instinct kicked in just as the train arrived.
Mr. Amazing stepped out and walked towards his wife.
“Sorry babe.” He shook his phone in her face. “Had to go back for this.”
“Where is it?”
A look of panic washed over his face. “Oh shit. I left it on the train!”
Millbrae Station was reduced to a pile of rubble.