The Unicorn Challenge.

A magical new weekly writing opportunity from her – Jenne Gray – and me.
Visit her blog every Friday to see the photo prompt, and post your amazing story in her comments section.
Or on your own blog, and stick the link down in her comments.
The rules are:
Maximum of 250 words.
Based on photo prompt.
That’s it.

To hear me read my story, just click here:

Out of Reach

The first time I saw her she was with Jason.
It was jammin’ night at the pub.
She was glorious, and played a bit of piano.
He looked like Brad, played guitar like Eric, and basked in her adoration.
Everything he had was, for me, out of reach.
I gave up my own feeble strumming, but went every week just to worship her from across the room.
Then, after almost a year, he came in with a younger, blonder beauty.
I hated him, expected never to see her again.
She appeared later, and played piano, smiling bravely.
So at last I approached her and spoke to her.
She smiled at me, my bones turned to jelly, and I collapsed quivering on the floor.
Nah, not really, it just felt that way.
I persevered, we dated, and eventually married.
Sometimes I’d watch her, unobserved, as she gazed wistfully at nothing, and I knew that, deep inside, part of her was still, for me, out of reach.
One day we were walking in the park, our son, 5, on his little scooter just ahead, our daughter, 3, holding each of our hands, swinging between us.
I saw her regard them both in turn with such love that my heart almost broke.
Then her eyes came to mine, and she smiled, my bones turned to jelly, and I collapsed quivering on the floor.
Nah, not really, but at that moment the world did change.
She was never again, for me, out of reach.