They walked into the bar that Friday night not knowing each other.
He bumped into her on the way to the bathroom. It was awkward enough to break the ice. He promised her a drink when he got back. She took him up on it.
Later that night, as they drunkenly made out, he wondered where she’d been all his life while she obsessed over how nice he smelled.
Forty years later, they still don’t know each other. And that’s the way they like it.
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January 31, 2011
January 28, 2011
A Lifetime Together, Part 3: Dinner
Mary poured them wine. Jessica took the turkey from the oven and set it on the counter.
As Mary walked the glass to Jessica she stumbled and bumped the pan. The turkey slid off the counter and hit the floor. Jessica jumped back to avoid being splattered by stuffing.
“I’m sorry,” Mary gasped.
“You did that on purpose. You wanted to ruin everything.”
Mary’s eyes glared, defiantly. “Ruin what? Your overcooked turkey?”
Jessica raised her fist. Mary did the same. “Let’s go!”
They burst out laughing.
“I’ll order Chinese.”
“Probably for the best.”
They smiled and drank in good health.
Then end! Also be sure to check out Grade School (Part 1) and Theater 101 (Part 2). Thanks for reading.
As Mary walked the glass to Jessica she stumbled and bumped the pan. The turkey slid off the counter and hit the floor. Jessica jumped back to avoid being splattered by stuffing.
“I’m sorry,” Mary gasped.
“You did that on purpose. You wanted to ruin everything.”
Mary’s eyes glared, defiantly. “Ruin what? Your overcooked turkey?”
Jessica raised her fist. Mary did the same. “Let’s go!”
They burst out laughing.
“I’ll order Chinese.”
“Probably for the best.”
They smiled and drank in good health.
Then end! Also be sure to check out Grade School (Part 1) and Theater 101 (Part 2). Thanks for reading.
January 26, 2011
A Lifetime Together in 300 Words, Part 2: Theater 101
Jessica, still in her sweaty gym clothes, ran into the theater’s lobby and made a beeline to the bulletin board.
Mary was already there, shrieking in ecstasy. Jessica stopped in her tracks. A look at the casting announcement confirmed the obvious: Mary was the lead.
“Aren’t you going to congratulate me?” Mary asked.
“You kissed ass to get the part.”
“If you want it that badly, I’ll turn it down.”
“And let you play the martyr? You’d love that.”
“Whatever!”
Before things could get out of hand, some theater geeks showed up. Mary joined them. They congratulated her.
Jessica sneered.
You can read Grade School (Part 1) right now. Part 3 will be up on Friday. Thanks for reading!
Mary was already there, shrieking in ecstasy. Jessica stopped in her tracks. A look at the casting announcement confirmed the obvious: Mary was the lead.
“Aren’t you going to congratulate me?” Mary asked.
“You kissed ass to get the part.”
“If you want it that badly, I’ll turn it down.”
“And let you play the martyr? You’d love that.”
“Whatever!”
Before things could get out of hand, some theater geeks showed up. Mary joined them. They congratulated her.
Jessica sneered.
You can read Grade School (Part 1) right now. Part 3 will be up on Friday. Thanks for reading!
January 24, 2011
A Lifetime Together in 300 Words, Part 1: Grade School
It was recess when first grader Mary walked onto the playground.
Across the yard, four girls huddled around Jessica who pointed at Mary and whispered something. The girls giggled.
Mary noticed them. The look on her face turned to rage. She stormed over to Jessica, poked her and screamed: “What’s your problem?”
“Just telling them the truth!” Jessica answered.
“You’re a liar!”
Mary took her balled up little fist to Jessica’s nose. Jessica swung back. The whole schoolyard stopped to watch.
Later that afternoon, Mary and Jessica sat alone in detention, looking like they had just survived a war zone.
Ro's note: Since these are short, short stories I will be updating the site three times this week. Part 2 will be up on Wednesday then Part 3 on Friday. Thanks for reading!
And if you're interested in experiments with word counts, check out this blog. Jay started with six word fiction and has been doubling the count for each subsequent story.
Across the yard, four girls huddled around Jessica who pointed at Mary and whispered something. The girls giggled.
Mary noticed them. The look on her face turned to rage. She stormed over to Jessica, poked her and screamed: “What’s your problem?”
“Just telling them the truth!” Jessica answered.
“You’re a liar!”
Mary took her balled up little fist to Jessica’s nose. Jessica swung back. The whole schoolyard stopped to watch.
Later that afternoon, Mary and Jessica sat alone in detention, looking like they had just survived a war zone.
Ro's note: Since these are short, short stories I will be updating the site three times this week. Part 2 will be up on Wednesday then Part 3 on Friday. Thanks for reading!
And if you're interested in experiments with word counts, check out this blog. Jay started with six word fiction and has been doubling the count for each subsequent story.
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