Rapunzle

97 words

The crunch of tyres on the gravel road, the only sound. The handsome boy silently opens the old truck door.
Selects a pebble, which hits the darkened window with a chink on the glass.
Silently the window slides open onto the dark night, no moon discloses their plan.
Silken sheets tied together, slither from the window, a pair of long brown legs appear, clad only in denim shorts. The tight shirt clings to her swollen belly as she climbs down into his waiting arms.
The engine roars, her mother’s tear-stained face appears at the window.