Rayna tried to control her shaking. Her father hadn’t wanted her to drive his car but she had convinced him, and now this.
The American looked angry. “Do you have insurance information?” he asked; and with that the tears fell.
Rayna buried her face in her hands. “I must call my father”.
The young man was agitated. He hated when girls cried. Why did they do that? He blew out a deep breath and guided Rayna to the curb. “Call your dad and I will call mine”.
He watched Rayna from a few feet away and his heart melted. It was after all, just a scratch.
This week’s photo: © Kent Bonham
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Silver linings, and all that. If only…
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Dear Dawn,
Some relationships just start with a big bang. 😉 Nicely done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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This is called bumping into each other. Good writing, Dawn.
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Aww.. cute.. something brewing there.
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A good story to tell the kids and grandkids in the future for them 🙂
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Love at first “scratch”… great twist! 🙂
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Well done. Like where this one’s heading and you wrote it so well.
xx Rowena
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Aww. Do you think maybe they’ll live happily ever after?
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Many years ago when I lived in Southern California, I was on the freeway on ramp driving home from work. Traffic stalled ahead so I had to stop. I felt a slight bump and realized the car behind me hadn’t quite stopped in time.
I got out and so did the driver of the other car, who was a short Asian fellow. I’m very tall and he looked scared to death, like I was going to beat him up or something.
I checked my bumper and his. Not a scratch. He’d barely touched me. I smiled and said something like “no problem.” He grinned, obviously relieved I hadn’t become hostile.
There’s something about forgiving a small mistake.
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That’s very sweet, maybe there’s something brewing. I remember the horror of scratching Dad’s car very well.
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I enjoyed that story! Can you write some more, so we know how their relationship develops? They’re a rather endearing couple…
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I had almost the converse of that a few years ago. A car turned across me, at a junction where it had no business turning. There was no way I could miss it, and, ABS working overtime, I slid into the car. “Your fault,” I thought. “You get out!” But the driver didn’t emerge.
So I went across to the car. A young man was sitting with his head slumped on the wheel. I knocked on his window. “Are you injured?” He was about twenty five, I suppose. “No. I’m just having this really awful day!” he said. Aw, bless! I wanted to give him a hug! His girlfriend sat beside him in absolutely stony silence…
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…and they both lived happily ever after! Nice one.
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Scratches can be great chat up lines, then again …
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What a gentleman!
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Nice sweet story.
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What a good guy! Lovely story – I enjoyed the read 🙂
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Love the line, ” call your dad and I’ll call mine.” Worth a date at least.
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I had someone bang into me from behind and it turned out to be a gal I hadn’t seen for many years. She was upset and I saw there wasn’t any damage at all to hers or mine, so we talked a bit and left. She was OK, just shaken.
Keep hope alive with minor car accidents that cause love to break out! Fun, Dawn!
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But – it still needs to be fixed especially if he ever wants to sell it.
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A bump from a bump? Nice one, Dawn 🙂
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I’m glad he didn’t get too mad with her. I’m sure he’ll offer to take her for a drink this evening to help calm her nerves 🙂
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Brew something, yes. I love the catch in the part. Lovely piece. Thank you.
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When they have both confessed to their dads will they celebrate with a coffee?
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Ohhhhh I loved this very much.
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it must be fate. 🙂
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this is such a sweet story and seems to be the beginning of a relationship. Hope their respective fathers don’t get into a tussle.
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That was a wonderful tale, Dawn.
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Very good story, although it does remind me about that big scratch on the side of my car.
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Ah, maybe it will be one of those stories they’ll look back on. Well done.
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Well, this could turn out to be better than she thought. Good tale …
Isadora 😎
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Nice one Dawn, funny how our reaction to the same thing can differ dependant on circumstance, situation and most importantly those involved
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I hate it when girls cry too. It always softens the heart–assuming you have one.
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Ah, the start of something more perhaps? Lovely litte tale, Dawn
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