The Sunrise - Arv
The sun started to rise.
On a bench, by the pier, they sat holding each other's hands.
'Should we go?' she asked.
'Yes, work calls us' he said.
The smile faded on her face.
'...but we will come here tomorrow too, ok?' he assured her.
Now, her face glowed brighter than that morning sun.
p.s. - To all those old timers here... Its been a long silence and I just wanted to break it in the New Year with a classic 55 fiction :)