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September 7, 2010

Weekly Prompt: Wait

The first time they fell out, she was eleven and he was thirteen. Living in each other’s pockets for years, John and Isabelle never could conceive of not having the other; she was a mature eleven, he an immature thirteen.

It changed, however, when Isabelle came back from summer camp.

She had breasts.

John pulled one of her carrot-colored braids and called her fat. Even though Isabelle knew she wasn’t and that John was being a boy she still cried.

The second time they fell out, she was sixteen and he was eighteen. Isabelle flirted and flitted about; the world was at her attention- her violently orange hair now a deep, saturated auburn and she had hips to match her breasts. He was eighteen- painfully shy and pre-disposed to literature and a pathetically endearing crooked smile.

When they met, it felt secret- two people from opposite sides of the world (at least it felt that way to them) joining together in clandestine camaraderie; gentle caresses, endearingly shaking and nervous hands.

Then Isabelle learned about football and quarterbacks in the back seat of a pretty boy’s Chevette and they fell out again.

The third time, she was twenty-two and he twenty-four. John knew Isabelle’s kind- mercurial, habitually heart-breakers, elusive, mysterious and sexy. Isabelle didn’t know John quite as well as she thought she knew all men.

He ran for his life, leaving his hat and jacket behind.

When they came together again, she was thirty-one and he thirty-three. It was kismet- their lives had been but living to the point in this crescendo of their lives together. The chord resolved, gently, gracefully and began the cadence of the next movement- a magnificent, jubilant maestoso resolving into a comfortable adagio interlude only to be met with schertzo- violent and mournful.

Now, they waited.

4 Comments leave one →
  1. September 7, 2010 4:41 pm

    Wonderfully written!

  2. September 7, 2010 10:49 pm

    what a beautiful love story!

  3. September 8, 2010 8:30 am

    Nice writing! I really enjoyed your story. 🙂

  4. September 10, 2010 11:17 pm

    I liked the way you tantalized us with sufficient information to keep us interested but leaving us to imagine so much more. Entrancing!

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