Amidst hundreds, if not thousands, passing by, the mall bench is a lonely place.

Youngsters dreaming of where they are going. Seniors regretting the arrival of their destination. Others going nowhere.

They say we have a perfect match. Somewhere. I watch their faces. Eyes. No connection.

Perhaps a different mall.

Jeff Switt is a retired advertising agency guy who loves writing flash fiction—some days to curb his angst, other days to fuel it. His words have been featured at Dogzplot, Boston Literary Review, Flash Fiction World, Nailpolish Stories, 50-Word Stories, 100 Word Story, A Story in 100 Words, 101 Word Stories, and Shotgun Honey, and have appeared at lots of places that take whatever you send in.