Description  Chole sat in the restaurant for over an hour.  She was furious.  How dare he stand her up?   Little did she know that things are not always as they seem.

    Chole's POV:

    I  sigh as I order a drink.

    The waiter gives me a look of pity.

     It was not the way I envisioned this going.

     What happened to him?  Was it traffic, or was there something wrong with me?

     I wore my new blue dress.  I  curled my hair.

     It was the first time in years I had done everything right.  

     Yet, the minutes ticked by, and I was alone.

     He better have a good excuse, I thought.

      The waiter points out the time.

     One hour and 10 minutes, I had waited for him, and he was a complete no-show.

              I  sobbed and ordered some food to go.

                Later I sat in my apartment ticked off.  Mother, I hope you are happy now.

                 I went on a blind date, but the guy stood me up.   I was never so embarrassed in my life.

                   I am not that pretty.  I wear glasses and need back surgery.  I adopted a kitten, Boris.

      Photo credit goes to www.pexels.com/kittens

        I  suppose some things in life are never meant to be.

        I smile as Boris makes himself comfortable under my bed.  I snap his picture.

      One day later, I see a news report about an accident. The crash claimed the lives of eight people.  I   notice one of the names is listed as Luka Cuffaine. I gasp.  He is dead, so that is why my date never took place.

      I  shudder in sheer terror at the thought. I cry in remorse.  The poor guy did not survive the crash and he was only minutes away from the restaurant too.

        The end

         Until the next Lukaloe one-shot story,

        bye-bye, little owlets!

      Summer out!

Author's note: Not all stories have happy endings.