My first week's response from my college class where we had to use the above famous photo from Life Magazine as a prompt. The instructions: 250 words, max; tell the story behind the kiss. Seems simple...
Sarah’s alarm clock had failed and now she sat on the bus, running her sweaty hands down her nurses uniform. The ship would have pulled in over thirty minutes ago. He was going to think she forgot. He was going to be standing on that pier, looking for her, and she wasn’t going to be there. Tears began to form in the corners of her eye as she wished the bus to move faster.
Billy stood on the bow of the ship looking sharp in his dress blues. He looked at the crowd of people gathered on the pier. Hundreds had come out to welcome the boys home. But it wasn’t hundreds he was looking for. It was just one. His green-eyed redhead. His hands squeezed the fluffy brown stuffed animal he held. “I don’t see her.”
“She’ll be here.” Kirk patted him on the shoulder. “She’ll be here.”
Ten minutes passed. The crowd thinned out. Sailors were departing, heading home on leave, and Billy stood at the brow.
“Maybe she forgot,” he reasoned to himself.
Sarah was forty-five minutes late. She looked around the pier but it was empty. “Excuse me, I’m looking for Billy VanCamp.”
“You just missed him. He headed into town about five minutes ago.”
“Thanks.” Tears began to fall and she cupped her face.
Sarah looked up, and there stood Billy, a silly stuffed rabbit in his hand. Her stuffed rabbit.
“I brought him back. Just like I promised.”