Dylann’s Waterfalls; A 3 Act Story: Act 3

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA[ Read Act 1 here and Act 2 here ]
Dylann left his best friend’s house just before noon. He had half a mind to just drive back to his apartment. He couldn’t slow his heart down and the longer he drove the faster it beat. He was nearly shaking and wondering where all his confidence had gone. Never before had he felt so nervous about meeting a woman. It could have been the fact that he didn’t even know her name, nor would Keezer give it to him.

He pulled onto the dirt road and with the window rolled down he could hear the falls in the distance. Checking the clock, he found he was a little over ten minutes early. He hoped she wasn’t there yet. Once the falls were in sight he pulled off the road and parked near an old weeping willow. From there he could see a white sheet sprawled on the ground with a picnic basket in the center. The small river flowed by after it came crashing 300 feet from the cliff above. Perfect. Dylann took off his shoes and lay on the blanket looking up at the sky with arms folded softly under his head and he listened for approaching cars. Nothing.

At almost 12:45 she was about to be a no show. He couldn’t believe he was about to be stood up. Why did I let myself get talked into this? But quickly his mind changed from the silence of the road to the crashing of Spider Falls and the water flowing by. Then even quicker he started dozing off. He never heard the car pull up beside his 50 yards from the picnic spot. Nor did he hear the car door shut and he never stirred until he heard a soft and gentle, yet very familiar voice say “Hello.”

He quickly sat up and turned to see who his blind date could be. The exact moment their eyes met, smiles creased their faces and laughter rose from their throats.

“Hi Dylann.”

“Hello Joe. I was hoping it would be you.”


This is an old story I attempted to revive. Feel free to let me know what you think. Praise or critique, I’m open to both.

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