WonHundred Word Wednesday: Meet on the bridge

Hey readers! This weeks' 100 word story was tough! I wanted to write so much more! Some day I may have to turn this into a longer story. It's crazy how much I love these characters already even though I only know 100 or so words of their story. Anyway, here is a little taste to get you interested before I (some day) write the rest. :) We're stepping back in time again and country hopping to England, 1809.

The prompt: Midnight, on the bridge. Come alone.

My story:

Caroline’s breath clouded in the air as she laughed at the note Christopher had sent her. 'Midnight, on the bridge. Come alone.' As if she was foolish enough to bring someone along. Her feet trod the well-known path to the bridge where they had met on more than one occasion. 

“So sorry I’m late,” she called, laughing still.

He turned towards her, an intensity in his usually lazy gaze, making her heart race.

“I have a question for you,” he said.

A deep voice called from behind. “I have a few questions of my own.”

She whipped around, terrified. “Father!”

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