Winds of Change: A 100-Word Story

Fearsome winds whipped sodden detritus about her feet, the ground slick from last night’s storm.

Only mist now meandered its way down from still laden clouds, caught in wisps of wind here, trickling down a lamppost there.

Adjusting her hoodie and leaning into the wind, she stuffed her cold hands into her pockets and trudged forward.

Heart pounding, she couldn’t stop, magnetized toward something unknown. Heady from winds of change, dizzy in contemplation, she didn’t see the limb in her path.

Looking up at the boy that caught her, she knew she had finally found the source of the pull.