“So? Will… you take me back?”
Time stands still in the space between seconds. Possibilities diverge…
The builders slap the first together. It doesn’t take much imagination to create the world where she laughs in his face and walks out of his life. Where he slumps, defeated.
It takes a lot more work to craft that second possibility. The one where she sees a spark of sincerity in him. Where she puts her heart on the line. This possibility takes fine, intricate craftsmanship, and the builders do not rush their art.
Time quivers, waiting, between one second and the next.
Author’s Note: Who designs the stories of our lives in those moments where everything changes?