Wait for Nothing

There is a lake in the middle of nowhere. Young couples gaze at the sunset, hand-in-hand. An old man reels in his catch, swatting the clouds of mosquitoes away.

And on one rainy day, a boy sits on a pier, silently waiting.

Nobody comes.

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This story was written for a writing challenge. The prompt was the words "pier," "basket," "umbrella," and "mixtape."