Karen opened one eye and peaked out the passenger side window. Ugh, they were still sitting in bridge traffic. She looked over at George, his eyes straight ahead, his features, so very handsome. She supposed she loved him. They sure had a lot of fun together. But these Sundays were a killer. She was so tired and the thought of her Monday morning commute made her groan out loud.
George instinctively reached over and patted her leg. It was such a sweet gesture; maybe it was time to say those words out loud.
Karen looked at George, smiled, and closed her eyes. Maybe later.
PHOTO PROMPT © Al Forbes
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“Maybe later” says it all. Good stuff, Dawn
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Thank you Neil
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Dear Dawn,
Sometimes discretion is the better part of valor. Good one. And thank you for pointing out my blooper this morning. A first. Something to laugh about.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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I honestly do not know how you keep it all straight anyway! lol
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Now I am wondering, was she going to tell him – it’s me or the cars.🙂
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LOL
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Best to leave her options open. I’m not sure he will part company with his Sunday drives! Nice take.
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Thank you Lain
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errr…”maybe later” leaves so many things unanswered
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Hi, thanks for stopping by. I just found this in my spam folder. I’ll check it out.
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I really enjoy your stories, Dawn, they always leave me just a bit uncertain.
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Thank you.
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Hmmm…. I actually know exactly how she feels. Not quite ready to share her true feelings because she is still unsure…
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Right? I was going a different way with this story at first but ran over the word limit and then I remembered my last relationship and how I waited to say I love you.
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Love how a story changes as you go along!!
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I don’t read any of the stories before I write my own, Rochelle’s included but I did read her complaint about word count. I respect and am thankful for the work she does with this challenge so I was especially diligent this morning in cutting extra words.
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Same here. I avoid any possible influence.
I always write exactly 100 words so that I respect the challenge. It sure teaches me to get rid of the fluff!
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I used to do the exactly 100 word thing and then one day I just stopped. IDKY.
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One of them thar thangs! 😉
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LOL
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Commitment issues? Or just shy? 🙂
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Not sure..not yet.
Maybe commitment issues.
How do you know?
I think you know when you say it without thinking about it.
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Sometimes later, then, it’s too late. I hope it’s not for her.
Nice story, Dawn. This is good!
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Thank you Kent.
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I imagine George being an aficionado of vintage autos who drags Karen to every ancient car show he can on the weekends. At least she isn’t a football widow.
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LOL…you gotta love a car guy!
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Funny. I hope I never have a lover who contemplates commute traffic and love in the same thought process. It seems like waiting is a good idea.
I’m smiling,
Tracey
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Smiling is good.
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I try to do it every day. Practice makes perfect.
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Well, that story could go in lots of directions. Nice work, Dawn. I could feel the road rage beneath the surface.
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Thanks Stephanie
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Interesting take on the prompt. Nicely written, I feel for him not knowing how she feels and I feel for distress at not being sure.
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Maybe he needs to say it first! 😉
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What? Later? Now you’ve got me wondering!!!
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Saying “I love you”. You know, that first time..it’s a big deal…for some.
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It is a big deal. And each party is waiting (secretly hoping) the other person will say it first. Beautiful writing, Dawn. I felt like I was right in the car with them.
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Awww….thank you Russell. you leave the best comments! 🙂 🙂
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They seem quite comfortable together. Might have to negotiate on the long drives in traffic, though.
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Right? Originally that is what i was going to write about. He had been asking her to move in with him and she was not either ready for that or wanted something more (I never got that far). But the gist of it (originally) was that going away on the weekend was tiring and it would be better to just be home…together.
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If she’s not sure, she shouldn’t say it. Sensible girl.
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They are big words. Not to be uttered lightly.
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Very sweet story. But I fear she delays too much. One day it maybe too late!
Btw, we seem to think alike!
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Great minds and all 😉
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Great story, Dawn. When is the right time?, It’s so hard to judge for both parties.
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I say when you feel so deep you can’t help but blurt it out!
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I’d like to think he was going to say something other than the obvious! nice one.
Click to read my story!
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Ah, teen romance! All you need now is the music.
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Did you have anything particular in mind?
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I’m enjoying the many towards-romance-stories this week.
Who doesn’t like a Sunday drive with the top down? Traffic … not-so-much. LOL
This was a story that put a smile on my face and left me with the desire for more, Dawn.
Isadora 😎
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Thank you Isadora. Your generous comment is much appreciated.
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Good story, I liked the romantic take as Isadora mentions as well. I do hope he takes it well when she says those words. It’s always a scary thing. Great writing!
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Thank you Mandibelle.
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Great story Dawn! It is a big thing to say and is often not said for fear of frightening the other off. Hope she gets used to the Sunday afternoon drives!
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when you come down to it, it’s all about timing. well done.
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Thank you
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I think if he was that nice and handsome I’d put up with the Sunday drives. Of course, there could be another level to this. Good writing, Dawn. 🙂 — Suzanne
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