Finally, Out in Front

This is part three of a story I intended as a quick read between floors. This is my 100-word add-on to “Going Down”?

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I was in the back of the elevator when I saw her enter. Despite there being so many in between, I knew it was her. I could smell her green tea perfume.

I started jockeying closer so I could ask her out. As I edged toward the front, I whispered, “Pardon me. Excuse Me,” as if I didn’t want her to hear me. I got close to the front just as the elevator announced my floor. I stepped out and pivoted to ask her out as the doors slid closed, and I missed my chance. I slowly walked away, dejected.

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Stephen Dalton is a retired US Army First Sergeant with a degree in journalism from the University of Maryland and a Certified US English Chicago Manual of Style Editor. He is a freelance journalist currently living in the Philippines.

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