I found a new flash fiction prompt site this morning! It sings to me, too: a full story based on a picture… in 100 words. I can do this.
The prompt was found at Friday Fictioneers.
Iris stared through the thick glass. Time had been hard on him. Where once a handsome young man stood, proud in his pressed army uniform, was now an old man with a cane. She willed him to look at her.
The man turned, his jaw dropping slightly. Oh yes, he recognized her. Their time in the stockrooms together still meant something, even now. There was a ring on his wrinkled finger. It had been sixty years, after all.
He turned away, into the sun. Iris tried to reach for him, but her joints were stiff.
The bell over the door rang.