Some beginnings have no ends.  Better they remain fodder for the imagination.

Late – “I longed to touch her . . .”
Terminal – “I went there Tuesday . . .”
Rocking – “She swayed back and forth . . .”
Deaf – “I could hear the train, its . . .”
Humor – “Winter that year brought a . . .”
Dark – “He arrived at his regular time . . .”
Ruminations – “There were no stars . . .”
Gift Wrapped – “She left I think it was . . .”
Memory – “I could not avoid it for . . .”
Foggy – “The viscid fog shrouded all . . .”
To See or Not – “And then there was . . . “