Rough morning already … slept through my alarm, out of coffee, elusive car keys. Ugh! I hate Monday’s!
During my mad dash across the parking lot, a gust of wind blew an envelope into my path. I knew I needed to get to work but curiosity got the best of me.
As I picked up the envelope, I looked around. No one even noticed me. The envelope was not sealed, so I lifted the flap. As I slid out the paper, I caught a hint of cologne.
Do you remember the pact we made as teenagers? If we were not married by your 35th birthday, we would marry each other. I never forgot. I hate that we parted in anger. He was not right for you. You deserve more. You deserve better. I want to be the one to give that to you. I have always loved you but was too scared to admit it. I’m not afraid anymore. Marry me on your birthday, April 10th at noon in the Eden Crest Chapel. I’ll be the man with the huge grin waiting at the end of the isle for you. If you don’t show, then I will know it was just silly words between childhood friends.
I look at my watch. 9:05. I’m late to work. Eden Crest is at least 2 hours away. Should I go?
**Today’s post is in response to Blogging U’s Writing 101 assignment.
Today’s Prompt: You stumble upon a random letter on the path.You read it. It affects you deeply, and you wish it could be returned to the person to which it’s addressed. Write a story about this encounter.
Today’s twist: Approach this post in as few words as possible.