Flash Fiction Fridays Anniversary Contest: Win a $25 Amazon Gift Card

Posted by KAREN WOJCIK BERNER


Bibliophilic Blather's first anniversary celebration continues today with a chance for readers to win a $25 amazon gift card. Just comment at the end of this post and sign up to follow the blog. It's that easy. You will automatically be entered in the contest.

Bibliophilic Blather is proud to host Flash Fiction Fridays, which features microfiction from authors of all genres. Instead of weekly writing prompts, each writer presents his or her interpretation of a monthly theme in 500 words or less. A big thank you goes out to all of this year's Flash Fiction Fridays contributors for sharing their work with us.

And now, here is an appropriately titled piece to continue our September Free-For-All. No themes. No word count. Open prompt. Enjoy.



Anniversary
By Eileen Granfors

When they dropped off Max and Cheryl, Gordon drove to their favorite lovers’ lane in the upper lot of the high school. Though they had been together so long, they had done nothing but some deep kissing. Pippi thought about leading his hands to her breasts, letting him know that now, on their six-month anniversary, more of her would be available to him, until fall.

They kissed. She cuddled into Gordon between kisses. She loved his solid shoulders and the way he smelled of Zest soap and the fresh laundry scent of his shirt. He looked into her brown eyes, making a serious study of her face. Was he picturing their children someday, after college, with his swarthy skin and black hair, her fair blondness?

Her heart beat hard and fast as if she had run up a steep hill. She touched his ring, turning it on his finger.

Gordon gazed out the car window, steamy from their breath. He pulled a calendar from his wallet. They would go over their months together, from that first shouted hi when she was painting ‘Welcome Back to School” posters to their first dance to their holding hands and the all the crazy moments of falling in love. She would never smell poster paint again without thinking, “Gordon.”

Gordon said, “I have to be honest with you.”

“You always are.”

“I joined the Marines.”

“What do you mean?”

“After graduation, I’ll have basic training. I leave the day after graduation.”

“But the summer?”

“You’ll keep busy.”

“Like how?”

“Shopping, your job, your other friends.”

“But you’re the only one who matters, Gordon.”

“I am?”

She kissed him. “Yes.” She kissed him again and blinked her eyes in that fetching way she had learned from Natalie Wood films. “Vietnam scares me.”

“Good. I need to serve. There is no peace without war.”

“Who told you that?”

“My dad.” Then, instead of slipping off his senior ring, he took a small, velvet box out of his pocket. “Here’s your ring. Open it.”

Pippi’s heart squeezed with panic. She only wanted to go steady and only until fall. Why would he think they should get married?  “Gordon,” she started to say.

“Just say you’ll marry me so I’ll have you to come home to.”

She hesitated. With the box on her lap, she pressed his hand to her cheek. “What about college, all those other things out there waiting for us? Can I think about it?”

He rolled down the window in jerky turns. “You need to think about it?” Gordon grabbed the ring box and threw it into the night. “What a joke.”

They drove to her house in silence. Pippi cried quietly into his shoulder. He turned off the ignition and opened his door without leaning in for a kiss

“Gordon,” she said, “I have my dress for prom. You’ll still take me, won’t you?”




“Anniversary” appears in the author’s flash fiction anthology, Flash Warden and Other Stories.


Eileen Granfors lives in Santa Clarita, California. A former army brat who was born in New Orleans and lived in Germany, she and her family settled in Imperial Beach, California, where her mother’s love of body surfing turned her into an avid surfer girl. Eileen is a proud UCLA alumna. In July, she published her second novel, set in Imperial Beach, Stairs of Sand. Her first novel, Some Rivers End on the Day of the Dead, is a coming-of-age multicultural look at the Hispanic tradition of the Day of the Dead. She is working on its sequel, So You, Solimar, and a volume of historical fiction, a prequel to Dickens’ Tale of Two Cities.

Comments

Leah Griffith said…
This story was the epitome of an awkward moment and how two people can be together but be on totally different pages. Nice work!
Helen Meek said…
Anniversary captures adolescent sensibility beautifully, the unknowing thinking of two high school sweethearts, and the sudden pain that changes everything. Congratulations to the author.
Kelly Hashway said…
I was left wanting more, and that's always a good thing. Nicely done.
Thank you for reading Eileen's story, Leah, Helen and Kelly. Like you said, it is a very good piece.
R. Doug Wicker said…
Wow. How cold. Pippi, I mean. Very, very cold indeed.

Good job on the impact at the finale.
Janel said…
Congratulations on your anniversary, Karen!

I could definitely imagine a story like this happening in real life. Well done!
Thanks for stopping by, R. Doug.

Janel, I appreciate your wishes. Eileen's story really draws you in, doesn't it?
pauldail.com said…
Saw your link on Bookblogs. I like this piece. And I like the setting from another decade. Gave it a different feel and some more depth.

I've enjoyed the Friday Flashes I've been able to do. I think the 500 words is a challenge (actually just getting everything into 1000 words has been a challenge), but I may have to push myself to participate in one of yours as well.

Paul D. Dail
www.pauldail.com- A horror writer's not necessarily horrific blog
Thanks for stopping by, Paul. I hope you send something in.
Beverly Diehl said…
He's thinking about life and death issues, and she's thinking about whether she still has a prom date. Talk about a disconnect.

I like, however, her strong sense of who she is, that she isn't guilted into making a marriage promise she doesn't feel ready for. Nice story.
Eileen Granfors said…
Thanks to each of you for reading and commenting. My stories often reflect flawed characters, for those are the ones we remember all too well.

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