She stood waiting.
He said he’d be here over an hour ago, but she wasn’t giving up hope. Something could have delayed him. Yes, she had to keep telling herself that.
The rain soaked the boards of the pier sending a cool breeze across her legs and up her dress. Normally, it would bother her, but she was too busy watching, waiting.
Another twenty minutes went by, and nothing.
She was just about to give up, go back to her empty house, when she saw something…someone walking towards her. Without giving it a second thought, she ran to meet him.