Hoping for a miracle, she dialled his number from the red phone booth in that cosy corner. As it started ringing, Miriam watched as the sun rose slowly over the horizon, bathing the trees, nestled together.
In Sydney, he paused as the phone rang. Shrugging, he mounted his bike and rode out of her life.
Word count: 55
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55 Word Challenge and uses the three picture prompts below.
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