The boy from the bakery

She lost her attention for just one second. There weren’t many cars and she just had to look around. She had to smell the summerafternoon. She turned her head to the left, just a bit. But it was enough to make her heart skip a beat. Because there he was. Long lost summers. Old flowers that would now be completely vanished. The tree they sat in would now be fallen or atleast totally rottened. But to her it was like all of that came alive again. Because there he was, the boy from the bakery. The boy from her youth, the boy she had spent all her time with since she was a little girl.

She remembered the day that they we’re playing in the river, but a storm broke out and he had to take her somewhere save. ‘I have to go home’ she had shouted, but he had known that the long way home would get her strucked by lightning or atleast completely soaked. So he took her to an old barn, not far from the river. That’s where he did it, that’s where it happened, for the very first time. After his wet lips had touched hers, he had whispered: ‘You have a very pretty smile’ 

She was sure it was him. There was no doubt that this neat looking man, he had to be in his thirties right now, was that boy, the boy from the bakery. She knew so, because his eyes represented her feelings. And the look that they shared, just those few seconds, is a look that will never be forgotten.

Written by Lis. Thanks for reading my story:) Have you got any advice, or do you want to share your opinion, leave a comment!