Friday Fictioneers – The Wrong Walk

Photo courtesy – Adam Ickes

The Wrong Walk

Word count:  99

It’s gone too far, she thought.

Melissa shielded her eyes from the sun, and squished Joe between thumb and forefinger as he stood at their altar in the distance.

“Melly honey, are you alright?”

She sniffed the warm air, sighed, and adjusted the dress, again.

“I dunno.”

The violin wafted around them, and danced away again. Joe must be wondering.

“Dad?”

“Yes?”

“Would you be disappointed if I called the whole thing off?”

“No… but you’d have some explaining to do.” He nodded toward Joe.

Revealing her love for another would be the toughest conversation of Melissa’s young life.

 

Friday Fictioneers: One True Love

Photo courtesy: Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

One True Love

Word Count:  102

After my husband died, our son made the wall shelves to hang in the hallway.  My daughter in law, all fancy and dust-running polished fingertips, calls it a curio. Ralphie was Jewish, I was not; our relationship thrived nonetheless.  My son, misunderstanding, puckers at my keepsakes, memories of trips and days spent.  He’s just like his father – infantile, aggressive, and perhaps he thinks his mother is going senile with her confusing scraps on display.  Ralphie would have loved it though.

“Pet,” he’d say, “it’s lovely and I love you.”  Then he’d kiss and squeeze me hard before returning to next door.