Paris!
He signed. She echoed. Next moment, he was on one knee — “Yes!”
They stood at the base of the majestic tower, looking upwards. Memories thronged.
He signed, she echoed. “It’s over.” “Oh, yes!”
Love is pretty uncertain, isn’t it? What do you think?
As a part of my collection of Flash Fiction.
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