Friday Fictioneers – True Love Begins

Friday Fictioneers: Every week, a new photo prompt. Every week, a new story. Beginning, middle, and end, in one hundred words. Click on the blue frog after my story if you’d like to check out others. And, please, tell me what you think.

Photo Prompt © Jean L. Hayes

True Love Begins

word count: 100

Lordy, how he loved that car, all fins and chrome. We stopped for ice creams. It was hotter than Hades that afternoon. He reached a vanilla cone through my window, and plop, the ice cream fell off and landed on the floorboard, splat!

Quicker than anything my door opens, he grabs that cold sticky ball bare handed, plunks it back on the cone and offers it up like a bouquet. “The flat side’s where it hit the floor,” he said. “And the hole’s where my thumb stuck in.”

We laughed, Lordy, the next hundred miles, and the next sixty-six years.

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33 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – True Love Begins

  1. This was absolutely heartwarming, and I like his style! It’s all about the 10 second rule, right? I love your final line. What a happy ending, to get to laugh together for 66 years. Well done!

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  2. Dear Kimberly,

    What a delightful story. Sixty-six years. That’s a long time. You did a good job of putting us in the moment with chrome and fins. No mistaking the era. Sweet and romantic without being gooey.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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  3. A sense of humor and taking life as it comes can take a relationship a long way. Nicely done. “Bare-handed” takes a hyphen, which means you have another word to spend if you so choose. 🙂

    janet

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