Still Waiting

Excerpt:

The pale moon shone through the wispy clouds in the balmy summer night, the stars gleaming on a tent of a sky. I was all dressed up and ready, waiting. I had on a strapless crimson dress, smoky mascara and dark red lipstick like cherries in the summer, and my hair was all piled up on my head, perfectly balanced. A slight breeze stirred the sunflowers by the front porch. I sat down on the creaky rocking chair, patiently waiting for him. Finally, my Alfie would come home from the war. He'd said he was coming home tonight.

*A short story I wrote for a competition, inspired by Summertime Sadness and Bel Air by Lana Del Rey*