Jeremy wanted to think of someplace creative for his first date with Clare. They met at an online dating site and she said she felt more comfortable having lunch with him.
“Antiques” was both a restaurant and an antique shop. They served “retro-cuisine” styled for the ’50s and ’60s. He hoped she’d like it, that it would tell her he was innovative and fun.
He was sitting on an old, blue wooden chair when he heard a voice behind him.
“Excuse me, are you Jeremy?”
He stood and turned. “Yes I am. Charmed to meet you, Clare.”
She extended her right hand and he took it, lightly brushing his lips against her skin. Then he held the seat opposite his out for her to sit in.
This was his first date in nearly forty years. Ellen died last fall and his children told him he didn’t have to be lonely for the rest of his life. Clare’s children told her the same thing.
Written for the Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner – 2017: Week #29 challenge. The idea is to use the photo above as inspiration for a piece of flash fiction no more than 200 words long. My word count is 163.
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Awww this story warmed my heart James. I love the sweet ending and I’d like to imagine that their families became one big happy family 🙂
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It’s possible, although this is only the first date.
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A very charming story. It’s nice that they have so much in common which makes for a good start.
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Well, they have being older and both having lost their spouses in common. They’ll have to see what else they share as their relationship continues.
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Heartwarming and hopeful for all those looking for love at an older age. Great story.
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Thank you. It’s interesting that I wrote this story because if, Heaven forbid, something should happen to my wife, I wouldn’t seek out another relationship. Old dog and new tricks sort of thing.
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Loved this one…two lonely hearts coming together..and the blue chair is the perfect place to meet each other
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Thank you, Balaka.
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