AnElephantCant write about New York
That is one place he has never been
But a boy meets a girl
Somewhere in the world
And AnElephant just sets the scene
Once again it is Friday Fictioneer time.
Hosted by the romantic Rochelle, this is a gathering of writers from around the globe, a melange of cultures, ages, genders and ideas.
The idea is to write a very short story, circa 100 words, based on this picture prompt (below).
That’s it.
Copyright – Jan Wayne Fields
Arrival
It is more than six months since they last saw each other, a holiday romance that neither expected to last.
And yet they kept in touch all this time.
She saw her youngest through school, worked long hours, saved every penny she could.
He left Scotland, moved to the south of France, is happy in the sunshine.
He is wondering why he agreed to her visit, but she seemed so keen.
He sees her emerge through the Arrivals gate, dragging her suitcase.
His heart leaps.
She is stunning!
She sees him smiling and waving and thinks ‘Why am I here?’
The rise and the fall. Speaking as one whose initial impressions of people are almost always wrong, I’d say there’s hope yet!
Time will tell!
Thanks for visiting.
I’ve felt that initial doubt myself before. Hopefully he will charm her as he has done before; else why would she have come?
You have felt doubt, Dawn?
AnElephant is astonished!
Lol..too charming!
Dear AEC,
A humorous and all too true take on the thinking of star-crossed lovers the world over.
Aloha,
Doug
Just AnElephant’s view of life, Doug, and he is no expert!
Glad you enjoyed.
He knows; she doesn’t – great tension and a place to go.
Scott
Mine: http://kindredspirit23.wordpress.com/2013/09/12/friday-fictioneers-sailing-away-horror-pg13/
Thanks, Scott, dangerous to assume anything.
Someone is up for a disapointment
Ain’t that the truth!
Oh I really like the way you delivered the ending to us. All is not as one was expecting . . .
Well, AnElephant does enjoy a twist in his tale’s tail!
He is very happy you liked it.
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long distance relationships have their own form of complexity / nicely done
Don’t they just!
Thanks, glad you enjoyed.
Oh dear… This doesn’t sound wonderful… Hmmm. Very cleverly written, though!
Thank you, Freya, for commenting on the writing!
Glad you enjoyed.
Oh so sad. There doesn’t seem to be much romance between them. People change as years pass, I suppose. But perhaps they’ll move on after this awkward meeting.
People change, life happens.
Thanks for your visit.
Oh no!!!! Maybe she was saying….why am I here and not rushing over there to him? (I’m an optimist). Then again…if they are in France, love will blossom. 🙂
Another sweetheart! (see Jules below).
AnElephant is in France, so if Anja wants to pop over …….
Thank you for visiting
Popping over would mean hopping on plane, crossing ocean…more like a big leap over. ha When I am back in Germany I can pop over!
AnElephant is holding his breath!
Hugs
I prefer a breathing AnElephant! You do know half of my family lives throughout Germany, Spain and a couple in France….ahhh suppose you know now. Big hugs!!
Dear Elephant,
You packed a lot of back story and caused quite a bit of speculation in just 100 words. Have you ever seen the movie or play “Same Time Next Year”? This put me in mind of it. Nice one. I’m personally hoping for a positive outcome in this relationship. 😉
Shalom,
Rochelle
Thanks for your kind words, Rochelle, AnElephant tries to communicate as much as possible within your challenging limit.
He enjoys it so much that he almost always does exactly 100 words.
Except when he doesn’t!
Waiting has made them doubtful. How positively true.
Distance makes ….
Out of sight ….
Take your pick, Joe.
Thanks for visiting.
So many possibilities, both good and bad. Great job 🙂
Ah yes, who’s to know what will happen next?
Happy you enjoyed it.
These two are a bundle of nerves and emotions. I hope they are able to get things sorted out.
Life is like that sometimes.
Thanks for your comment.
AnElephant certainly did a marvelous job with setting the scene 🙂
Thanks, kz, glad you enjoyed.
“Why am I here” – could be followed by “Why haven’t I come sooner…” or “Will he come to me, too?” or “Pinch me because I am not sure I am really here in this fairy tale.”
Just looking at the half glass full side.
I though, can write about New York …
http://juleslongerstrandsofgems.wordpress.com/2013/09/11/two-parts-prose-and-a-renga/
Though it wasn’t for the prompt.
Little ones arriving soon… Thanks for the hugs. And here’s hoping for happy hearts everyday.
So sweet, Jules, trying to be positive as always!
Have fun with the bairns, happy, happy, happy.
What sheer disappointment must be due to go through him.
Unless it is nerves making her think that, and as she is about to make a momentous decision … she is scared
Who knows, Al, perhaps we never will!
How sad when each person has a different reaction to a long-anticipated meeting. Your story could as easily be called “Departure”, as it seems that’s what’s happening.
janet
It could just as easily be called Arthur, but that isn’t his name!
Thanks for dropping by, always a pleasure to see you here.
Oh dear!
Oh well!
For an old/elderly/aging/maturing man sir elephant you have the most agile of minds mate. My mind is still trying to swim out to the boat. Apart from that a man in love is wonderful to read about. Excellent piece good sir. Entertaining as always and an small insight into your world?
AnElephantCant be old by Elephant standards!
No insight, ma man, just a story!
I know that sweaty-handed anticipation of waiting to meet someone after so long. Hopefully she’ll come around to him soon.
Who knows, David, the ladies can be fickle!