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Friday, August 7, 2009

[Fiction] Friday - August 7, 2009

The challenge: Set your story at the Opera

 
It was their twenty-fifth wedding anniversary and he was determined to do something he said he would do a quarter of a century ago, take his wife to the opera. It’s been so long since his promise to take her that he forgot how they decided on the opera.

Standing outside the front doors awaiting her arrival from a late day at work, he pondered whether or not he would even like the opera. Surely twenty-five years ago he would not but now he is older now and wiser. Might be fun, he thought.

The crowd was building and so was his anticipation. Rarely do they go out on the town, which was exciting by itself but they decided that his wife would purchase the tickets and he was not to peak.

All cleaned up and wearing his best suit, his only suit that he wore on occasions such as weddings and funerals, he was feeling pretty special. Perhaps he felt different in it tonight because the occasion wasn’t a wedding or a funeral but a night with his wife, his friend of twenty-five years, and his soul mate.

The city lights became brighter as the sky grew dark and the hustle of the street was settling for the night. He was only there waiting for about twenty minutes but it seemed longer because of how fast everything changed from workday to nightlife. There was so much going on that he didn’t have the time or the inclination to check his watch. He knew she would be there soon.

Just a few minutes later she came walking down the sidewalk toward him in a new dress that she picked up last week, on sale of course. She looked beautiful and ready to take on anything. They embraced like two people entangled in a forbidden love story.

After they looked each other over and complimented each other’s appearance they took each other’s hand and climbed the stairs to the entrance. Being the last two to enter the theater, the doorman closed the doors behind them. Without a spoken word between them they took their seats, held hands and disappeared into the show.

copyright Uncle Tee Books

2 comments:

Chris Chartrand said...

That was a lovely, heartwarming tale.

Annie Evett said...

Love is love no matter the age. You managed to capture the tenderness, the uncertainty and the anticipation of the event with a delicious charm - and one that would easily cross any age barrier.
The usage of the narrator continually rechecking his thoughts drew the readers into his mind, sharing the journey.

I am utilizing FF to experiment with genres and styles with writing. This week I visit the world of Dr Suess and realised quickly why no-one else is able to emulate his wit and charm through prose. http://annieevett.blogspot.com/2009/08/lillylollylous-operatic-moment.html

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