Romance

#66 – More

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Jane sank the spoon into the tub, her eyes fixed to the TV screen as Darcy and Cleaver tumbled through the restaurant window and slid to the tarmac.  She laughed.  She’d been laughing all night.

Her spoon tapped the edge of the cardboard, circling and chasing the last fragment of Ice Cream.  Jane sighed as she noticed the emptiness of the container, throwing it to the side with the others.

Jane ib-dibbed for the next tub, her finger sweeping over the discarded engagement ring as she considered her four choices.  She scowled and laughed with venom.

“Screw it.  All of them.”

(c) Tim Austin 2016.  Promo image by Brandi Redd via Unsplash.

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#33 – Petrichor

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Jet

The sky was purple,… no,… not sky,…

Emma sat up a moment, the sleeping bag bunching down around her waist.  She let the ghosts of her dreams dissolve, clearing her mind and letting it drift towards memories of the night before.

She smiled.

She fell back, breathing in the scent of pine needles and dew.  A wind was tapping against the edge of the tent and she drew her breath in time with the swelling  fabric.

“Yes.”

Emma laughed, arching her back and screaming into the sky as she lifted her hand, the engagement ring shining.

“Yes! Yes!  YES!!!!”

(c) Tim Austin 2016.  Promo image courtesy of Jet van der Wouden via Unsplash.

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#12 – Sehnsucht/Dor

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His fingers caressed the silver pendant, slipping the dust free and letting it gleam in the dim light.  He hadn’t stepped into the room in over 2 years yet the ache that stole his breath returned, just as it always had.  “Move on” they’d urged him. “Find a new life.” And he had.  But here he stood and there it lay, and never had he wished for more.  He felt a hand on his shoulder: a kiss at his ear.  “I can’t help it,” he whispered, as he turned to leave.  His wife smiled gently.  “I know.”

(c) Tim Austin 2016

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