Sunday Photo Fiction 2-12-2017



“A Bubble Dragon!” Adding hopefully, “Bubble Worm?  Bubble Nessie?”

Got only an eye-roll.

“Nobody seems afraid. See how they are flocking near in tents and vans to pay tribute.”


“Strolling along. Old folks waiting to board the Worm Ship to the Afterlife.”

He didn’t even look this time, but felt the eye-roll. Cleared his throat.

Not going well. He had a suspicion this date, their first, would be their last. But how could he date somebody who knew nothing about Bubble Dragons-Worms-Nessies-Ships? She probably only knew things like work-paycheck-healthy-boring.

Still, hating to leave a bad impression, he wading into the bushes, fighting his way to the swatch of Queen Ann’s Lace and Poppies beyond. Picking a poppy, he waded back to her eye-roll.

“For you.” Offering the flower. Almost adding ‘from the Bubble Dragon and me,’ but knew enough to leave those words unsaid. “For our first date.”

I’m not sure there will be a second one, her eyes said, and then she smiled. Taking the flower, she brought it to her nose. “It has no smell.”

“Well….. the bubble….”

“Stop!” But no eye-roll. “You know you’ve set a precedent here, right?”

He eye-rolled. And smiled.




17 thoughts on “Sunday Photo Fiction 2-12-2017

  1. my mama told me he must love you more than you him – so I think they will work out – and he brings her flowers- a hard woman is not easy to love but she will stay – and eye roll you all the way. Totally enjoyable story!

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  2. Interesting, it would be fun to see what happens with exactly. It seems like he might have the second date in hand but when he starts talking about dragons/bubbles he might have to have gained more of her trust or be willing to show her what his life is like. Doesn’t sound like he’s any easy guy to date,

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