The Talk
“Cindy we need to talk.” Jess said. Cindy followed her outside fearing the worst.
She’s going to dump me! Cindy fretted. Jess stopped and faced her.
“I know you think I’m going crazy, but please don’t leave me!” Cindy pleaded. Jess looked at her confused.
“What are talking about? I’m not worried about that.” She replied. She then got down on one knee, produced a small jewelry box revealing a ring. “Cynthia, will you do me the honour of becoming my wife?” Cindy gasped and fell to her knees.
“Yes of course! Nothing would make me happier!” They hugged.
Joanne Fisher
Word count: 99
This was written with the prompt romance provided by the Carrot Ranch November 21 Flash fiction Challenge.
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Romance is fraught with tension and relief! Lovely story!
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I wonder how many times that happens when someone “needs to talk.” We assume the worst. It makes for a great twist, though. Sweet story. 🙂
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Thanks.
I have anxiety issues and if someone says “we need to talk!”, that is one of the scariest things that could possibly be said to me.
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❤
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This one’s been a long time building! These two seem like they’ve been together forever.
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