Apology – a story in 100 words
He rode on a beautiful horse of pure white, as pure as his intentions. Yesterday was a cloudy day, and with the clouds came an ominous feeling that something was about to happen. I didn’t feel quite right as he told me his story . . . the story that would be burnt within my mind for a very long time. How could I know that he would go back on our promise? And now, now he was there with a smile that gleamed in the sunlight, looking down at his lovely bride, and she wasn’t me. No apology?