The Last Twenty

Avatar Author: HSAR Master of the Armory and Chief Nibmaker of Our Strange and Wonderful House. It's a pleasure to meet you. Like many others in this community, I have no qualifications for writing except a head full of ideas and a passio... Read Bio

I felt the breeze cut though my jacket as easily as any blade might have, the chill wind whistling down the streets. People turned up their collars and huddled inside coats. I picked up my feet and walked down to the florists, picking up a bouquet of roses. The salesperson took my money with a smile that I returned even though I knew it was entirely false. I took the scant three dollars and a cent of change and went to her house.

I had planned say it in person, but I suppose I had always known I would lose courage at the doorstep. I wrote a note and tied it to the ribbon – she’d find it when she came back in an hour – and counted what was left. Two and thirty-six. That would have to do – the last bus left in thirty minutes.

♫ I straddled that Greyhound and rode into the Raleigh – and on across Caroline… ♫

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  1. Avatar Paige Elizabeth

    There is something about this I really like but I cannot pinpoint what it is. I am curious about what happens next.

  2. Avatar ElshaHawk (LoA)

    i thought this was going to be a happy story born out of the blustery cold, but no, it was just as gray at the end. Way to smash my hopes! I’m just a hopeless optimist! :) this is the part in a movie when you go “no! go back!”

  3. Avatar HSAR

    This was a very challenging story for me to write, perhaps as I’m british and not too sure what twenty bucks will buy someone with the current exchange rate.

    @ElshaHawk (LoA): The weather in Britain is always cold and blustery. Sadly, not much happiness comes out of it either!

  4. Avatar Luke Nicolaou

    Ahh a great twist on the competition! But I’m not sure if you can buy a ring for $20 sorry :p
    I guess this whole genre would have been difficult for you. So good job!

  5. Avatar HSAR

    Upon reflection, a bouquet of roses would be more elegant and would make more sense, too.

  6. Avatar cthulhuburger

    I liked this one. It’s both melancholy and sweet.

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