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Rated: 13+ · Prose · Emotional · #2327584
Chance love ... enduring love

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A website proposed a writing challenge. First date and a glass of merlot. They wanted me to pay to share my story. Nahh I would rather share it with you. Complete fiction but wouldn't be nice.

So here it goes


Glass of Merlot and I still love you today



A long bar and several stools. As I sat I saw her hair, her lips and every movement of her body. When she smiled I was smitten. I blushed and asked for the special please.

She looked deep into my eyes and she thought forever. We have a special ... A merlot. Would you like to try it? It is only 19.88.

No just a draft please. I want to be here for a while not to fall off my chair. She giggled and pulled the draft I asked.

I spun in my stool and looked out the window. A perfect sunny day and everyone was smiling as they rushed here and there. Tall, short, fat, skinny. Everyone going everywhere.

A flower dress caught my eye amongst all the suits and pantsuits. The dress flowed around her. The sunlight danced.

She was gone in the crowd but a musician played a song on the street. The song reminded me of times gone past.

Those times are long past. Over the hours the musician played on. I was smitten by each smile and each beer. Pulled myself from the stool knowing it was all a fools dream.

Outside the music played on. My toe tapped then my body swayed. I danced the same old drunken dance.

What you want to hear sir. I didn't even think about it "pretty woman" I slurred the "tom jones version." He chuckled "ya I know". I missed his smile as he motion to the tin on the ground.

He played and I danced. We sang. "Pretty woman, I don't believe you. You're not the truth. No one could look as good as you"

A hand touched mine. She sang "What do I see? Is she walking back to me? Yeah, she's walking back to me Oh, oh, pretty woman"

So long ago she sang to me.

I buried my wife today in a pretty flower dress. "Pretty woman, don't go away, Pretty woman, don't make me cry, Pretty woman, don't walk away, hey, Okay, If that's the way it must be, okay" I still love you today.





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