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Sunday rolls around all too quickly, can’t believe how fast the weekends pass! This is my entry for this week’s Picture It & Write challenge – click the contributors button to find out what it’s all about and read other amazing stories and poems.

woman reading by a lake

Veronica had dreamed of this moment her whole life. She had drawn her day in crayons, later in names on the back of pencil cases, in the bark of the mighty oak down by the school’s pond, in the sand with her toes, in the air with Sparklers on Bonfire Night. Throughout her whole life, the story was traced and wished for.

Veronica had watched her friends living her dream, her younger sister and countless work colleagues, until she became the only ‘Miss’. It troubled her, she was worried she was destined for Spinsterhood. It ran in her family.

When Andy had suggested a trip to the lake she hadn’t even considered his motives. She wondered what the extra bag was for. He had asked her last night as they sat watching the sunset, wrapped in blankets. In her dreams she said ‘Yes!’ straight away but in reality she couldn’t manage a word.

Andy had gone into town to pick up supplies. He had kissed her so tenderly when she woke up. Veronica had been full of blissful excitement, rolling over and staring at the diamond sparkling on her finger.

“I knew you’d bring your outdoor stuff here so I took the liberty of packing your stunning clothes, in case you want to sparkle like your diamond. Of course, feel free to stay as you are!” he added cheekily, kissing her bare shoulders softly.

Veronica chose her favourite little black dress and red shoes, applied her make up carefully and took her book down to the waters edge to read and wait for Andy to come home.

It was a beautiful day, she slipped into the lives of the women in the novel, her mind being invaded all the time with the proposal. Veronica lost all concept of time. Back in the cabin the radio talked to itself. Veronica remained oblivious to the newsflash, she had no idea of the gas explosion, staring at the sunlight dancing off her diamond and feeling happier than she had ever been in all her life.

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16 responses »

  1. Aww… 😦 Well, maybe it’s for the best. That Andy guy was getting around, first Annie, then Veronica. He probably had a girl in town too! I like the feeling conveyed by the sunlight from the diamond at the end… that kind of hypnotic effect that makes you oblivious.

    • Thanks for reading & commenting Anne. I am confused though??? Must be a different Andy 😉 this one is very much in love with our Veronica. If only he’d stayed in bed a little longer. On the other hand he may become a bigger hero… Helping others who are injured, trapped…
      Glad you like my diamond description.

    • That’s what I thought but checked back and didn’t come across Andy. He was probably hiding. Oppps I committed the written sin of creating characters with the initial letters the same. Guess it’s no biggy if the gender is different. 😉

      • Oh that’s where Andy’s hiding. I have not had a chance to read any picture it & write stories yet. I wrote mine hurriedly whilst eating breakfast then haven’t been back on pc except for work. I am on phone (data limited) I tend to just check my blog.
        😉
        You know I always read as many as I can… How else would I have learnt the art of good twist?

  2. I had to reread the end, it was a little unclear. Did her fiance die in an explosion?

    For the rest of it, I loved it. It struck a chord because I was just Maid of Honor in a wedding in March, my baby brother got married last year, and a few of my high school friends are already popping out babies. I am far from the last “Miss” and even though I have my moments, I’m happy at the pace I’m going and where my life is headed.

    • I left it open. When I wrote it, he was killed off she finally had what she had always wanted then it was grabbed away.
      After giving it some thought and reading the responses it is possible he survived, maybe he will never be the same and she has to accept it. Thanks for the read.
      What did you think? How did it end?
      I am the last… It’s okay… The world finds you more unmarried, non-parent people to make friends with.

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