I love these short prompts that force you to make each word count which is what a good writer should do anyhow.
I wrote 100 words exactly. Hooray!
Henry looked around the crowded coffee shop. When Claire had suggested they meet, he’d hesitated, even though they’d been Facebook friends for years.
What if she couldn’t get past his disability?
She’d said she’d be wearing a big sunhat with a flower on it.
He searched the room and finally saw her.
“Claire, it’s me Henry,” he called out as he navigated his wheelchair through the cramped aisle.
From underneath the gaudiest hat imaginable, a beautiful woman smiled and his heart raced.