Lost Forever

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"It's urgent. We leave now."

She nodded. A moment later, two dark silhouettes trudged along the darkness.

"What time is it?" he asked.

"A quarter past ten."

"Ah. The cold breeze burns my skin. Are we there yet?"

Holding hands, they walked towards the Railway Station, their faint footsteps echoing in the moonlit silence.

"She should be arriving by the eleven o' clock express. And would you believe it? We just married last month, but have spent only a couple of days together, till our work commitments came in the way," his voice emanated with nervous excitement.

"Who are you, by the way?" he suddenly turned towards her, and the familiar sense of grief tugged her heart.

Alzheimer's disease had trapped him in the past, while she, his wife for fourteen long years, was lost forever, in this daily routine.


This 140-words Micro Fiction is shared with Succinctly Yours Week 195.