We had a pretty busy weekend, so I didn't get a chance to post this. I'll be brief. The latest Janet Reid contest (since it's now Tuesday, I know it didn't win) asked us to incorporate
in the usual 100-word piece. So here is the (uncharacteristically, for me) short "A Script."
Certain days play out like a scene from a movie.
Me in my best suit.
She in a white gown.
Petals strewn in her path.
A kiss for love.
Rice in our eyes.
The winding road to the reception.
Happy guests, waiting.
Sometimes the Director balks, the writers offer alternate endings, and the script goes awry.
"My legs are numb."
A kiss goodbye.
Lilies on fresh dirt.
Fade to black.