Thanks to Rochelle and her weekly Friday Fictioneers challenge!
THE CHALLENGE:
Write a one hundred word story that has a beginning, middle and end.
Photo Copyright Sean Fallon
I remember our first date. How could I forget? It was MY first date. You were a minister’s daughter. My mom was pleased. I picked you up to attend a concert. You slid in right beside me. You placed your hand inside my legs. Remember bench seats? Thirty years married when I started to wear pink. Now I can hardly remember. The memory fails each day. Now it’s one day at a time. The kids keep telling me:
common love you shared
a sad song by Patsy Cline
i fall to pieces
NaBloPoMo #21
You know, I live in Patsy Cline Country.
I’m J/S 😉
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Wow!
DJ
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Dear Danny,
I did catch the significance of his wearing pink. Sad but well done.
shalom,
Rochelle
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Thanks Rochelle. Liked the video BTW…
DJ
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Such a bittersweet story, Danny. So much to lose…
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Thanks for the comment Karen! You are correct in “so much to lose”.
DJ
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I don’t understand Janet’s comment, I’m afraid, but nevertheless I enjoyed the piece. Well done.
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Thanks very much for your comment Sandra. Janet is referring to Cancer and Alcoholism. Wearing pink for support of Cancer research and “A Day at a Time” is a AA saying.
DJ
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Fantastic memories….and sad endings. Mirrors most of our lives as our stories wind down. Love it!
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Thanks so much….
DJ
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No. Thank you, DJ. 🙂
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Danny, you broke my heart with this one! I love the way you told about both diseases without mentioning their names.
janet
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Very good catch! I glad someone caught the link!
DJ
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