#Dear Valentine Challenge Week Two: Remembering

11 Feb

Prompt: a box of chocolates, plane tickets, the Eiffel Tower.


Remembering

She couldn’t believe that he’d actually remembered. It had been her dream ever since she was a little girl, something which she thought could only happen in the movies, but which she’d fantasised about anyway.

Still, it had managed to remain safely within the confines of her imagination for years, not even shared with her closest friends. Until she had had too must “champagne” (air quotes heavily in use) at the office Christmas party and had, in the space of two minutes and thirty seconds, disclosed her most carefully guarded secret. She hadn’t really expected him to remember though, at least not in such detail.

The box of chocolates in their innocent gold wrapping, a seemingly unimaginative Valentine’s Day gift. The plane tickets nestling beneath the bottom layer, discovered only when the chocolates had all been eaten. The candlelit dinner on the top level of the Eiffel Tower, with the carpet of lights stretching out below them and the string quartet playing quietly in the corner. The ring in the champagne glass (real champagne this time, no air quotes required). The promise of forever.

Her dream proposal. She hadn’t been able to believe it.

Couldn’t believe not only that he’d remembered, and after all this time, but that he’d given it to another woman.

Perhaps it was time to stop believing in fairy tales.

 

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4 Responses to “#Dear Valentine Challenge Week Two: Remembering”

  1. Margaret February 12, 2012 at 8:16 pm #

    Noooo! That’s too sad. It sounded so magical too!

    • julieffisher February 13, 2012 at 11:15 pm #

      I’m sorry, these prompts seem to be bringing out my evil side! I’m not usually this bitter and twisted, I swear!!

  2. David A Ludwig February 25, 2012 at 8:06 pm #

    Wow! Got me with the ending there. I was ready for him to be psychopathic and setting up for some twisted ‘perfect murder’ in a meeting of his dream and hers–so him just being a general insensitive jerk hit harder for its realism.

    • julieffisher February 26, 2012 at 2:05 am #

      Thanks, David! I’m glad that the ending hit you hard as that was what I was aiming for.

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