“Click clack goes the train on the track”
She laughed hysterically.
He wondered if he had added too much vodka to the bottle.
She balanced barefoot on the rail with ballerina poise.
He marvelled at her lilac nail polish.
She slipped on a wet leaf.
He caught her shivering frame.
She crumpled, sobbing.
Click. Clack.
Written for Lisa Hollar's 55 word challenge.
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