Monday, July 5, 2010

Flash Fiction --"Too High or Too Low"

Since there wasn't a flash fiction exercise last night, I thought I'd post one of my favorites from a few months ago. Hope you all like it.



“Where are we going tonight?”

“It’s a surprise. You wouldn’t want me to ruin it, would you?”

“Well, I kind of already figured that since you put the blindfold on me as soon as I got into the car. Please tell me?” she whined once more.

“You’re just going to have to wait. You trust me, don’t you?”

She smiled when he reached over and squeezed her hand. “Of course I do. I’ll stop complaining now.”

“That would be great. Thank you,” he teased.

They continued driving for at least another half hour or so until she felt the car turn off the paved road. “Are we there yet?”

“Almost. Just another minute. I can’t wait to see the look on your face.”

She sighed impatiently. “What are you up to?”

“Me? Up to something? Never.” She couldn’t see his face but she could hear the laughter in his voice.

She smiled reluctantly. He was always up to something.

The car finally came to a stop. As he turned off the car, he turned to her. “Wait here. Give me just a minute and I’ll be right back to get you.”

She could hear the trunk opening while he fidgeted with something. She could hear him walking, his steps accentuated by what was probably some tall grass. After what seemed like ages, he returned to the car to get her. He led her by the hand for maybe fifty feet or so before they came to a stop. Impatiently she asked, “So, can I at least take my blindfold off? You’re driving me crazy.”

He stood behind her. She could feel his breath on her neck and his five o’clock shadow as his face brushed against hers. He leaned in to kiss her neck and whisper in her ear. “You drive me crazy every single day.” She giggled as she reached back to cradle his face with her hand.

He went to untie the blindfold. “Now, keep your eyes closed until I say to open them, okay?”

“Okay, but this better be good,” she said as she wrinkled her nose in anticipation.

He untied the blindfold and tossed it on the ground. He was still standing behind her and she could feel him reach up and lift her chin upward. “Now, open you eyes and tell me what you see?”

She opened her eyes and gasped. It was a clear night and the sky was full of stars. “Oh Rick, it’s beautiful.”

He reached around her waist and rested his chin on her shoulder. “You said growing up in the city that you never got to see the stars. Now, here they all are. Look, there’s Orion.”

She wrinkled her brow and pointed to the sky. “Over there?”

He kissed her cheek. “No, sweetie. You’re looking too high.”

“Is that it there?”

He chuckled and kissed her again, this time lingering a little longer to nibble on her ear. “Now you’re looking too low. Look right there. Do you see the three stars sort of in a row?”

“Oh yeah, I see those.”

“Well, that’s Orion’s belt. Do you see the rest of it now?”

She nodded her head as she continued to gaze upward. After a few more minutes, she turned to face him. She kissed his lips gently. “Thank you. You always seem to know exactly what will make me feel absolutely, positively at peace. Now, what was it you were fiddling with in the trunk of the car?”

He kissed her once more, hesitant to let her go. “I was getting all of this.” He turned her around once more and she saw a blanket with a picnic basket and a bottle of wine chilling in a bucket next to it. “You wouldn’t want to spend a night with me under the stars, would you?”

She turned around and hugged him tightly. “You are too good for me. Is there anything you didn’t think of?”

They sat down on the blanket. As he wrapped his arm around her shoulders and they looked towards the heavens once more, he said, “I didn’t think I could ever love you more than I did yesterday. I guess I was wrong.”

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