Rochelle is our hostess for the Friday Fictioneers challenge.
This week, she has chosen one of her own photographs for the prompt.
Every day she would look out of the window watching people pass by.
She never saw them above shin level, but got to recognise regular passersby by their walk, leg shape or shoes.
Today was the turn of the window cleaner.
He would place his ladder against the wall and clean the windows above hers.
She thought it would be nice if just once he would kneel down to clean hers.
But then he might see her ……… and she wasn’t supposed to be there.