Write a story or post with an open ending, and let your readers invent the conclusion.
I have some catching up to do. For this prompt, I’ll use the beginning of my new story, The Best Is Yet To Come.
The early evening sky was a prism of colors as she walked the nearly deserted beach, digging her fuchsia pink polished toes into the soft sand.
And that was when she saw him.
I’ll turn this over to you now: who do you think the ‘he’ was?
