MARRIAGE

She's burned dinner again.
He takes a couple bites of the charred catastrophe, then gives up.
His movements seem ominous as he rises from the table and she braces herself for her punishment.

But the blow doesn't come.
As he opens the freezer and considers his options, she realizes that she didn't marry her father.










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DREAM

As always he's sitting, there, smiling.
I'm so elated.
I wrap my arms around his neck, gently kiss him on the cheek before greeting him,
"Dad, I have so much to tell you......"
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I get up with a start.....
Its been over ten years since he's been coming to me in my dreams.

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BREAK UP

I'm standing at your door step.
You are in your shorts with the door half open.
I enter.
I ask " Do you want to carry on ?"
You say, "No, I was just watching a movie."
I'm standing here and wondering whether you understood the question.
I walk off quietly.
Away from your life.

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POST-IT

I enter the empty house, picking your post-it from the floor, again.
"Gone to get dinner, BRB."
But you never did.
The scent on your pillow is spent.
I sleepwalk through days.
I dream most nights.
Cars crash.
Muggers mug.
Hearts stop, not mine.
I put the post-it back on the fridge.

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55 WORD FICTION

“I can’t marry you,” he announced.
“I can’t make this commitment to you when I don’t know who I am,” he continued.
“I need to find myself.”
Unable to believe at first, I started laughing out loud.
“After seven years, I know what you are.”
I finally said taking off the ring,
“You’re an ass.”

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55 WORD FICTION

Do it.
Do it if you really love me.
He looked longingly at his son, his eyes asking him just one question - Can you see me like this?
Is this right? His mind is in a turmoil.
He looked at his dad again.
In a flash he shut off the ventilator. And walked out.
Relieved.

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55 WORD FICTION

I sit in front of the mirror, looking at the reflection of the sleeping man whom I love.
So peaceful, gentle, handsome, like an angel.
Will I ever be able to leave him?
I let a tears of surrender fall down and begin to apply makeup to cover up the bruises of the night before.

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55 WORD FICTION

"When will I be able to play again?"

"Maybe next week."

"I cant wait. I used to play at school. I am my school's best player".

"I'm sure you are."

How could she tell him that he would never walk again let alone play?

A wheelchair was brought in at that very moment.

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A literary work will be considered 55 Fiction if it has:
Fifty-five words or less (A non-negotiable rule)
A setting,
One or more characters,
Some conflict, and
A resolution. (Not limited to moral of the story)

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