Friday, June 14, 2019

A Time and a Place

Photo Credit Julie Moore

I'm taking an online writing class this summer with teachers Robin Rice and Emily McDowell at The writing prompts are pictures and we are free to write whatever we'd like to as inspired by the photo.

A Time and a Place

   Rose Davies sat next to Tommy Miller in his brand-new yellow Studebaker, parked in front of the Davies’ home. Murdock Street was lined with tidy lawns, and the kind of houses built from kits bought from the Sears Roebuck catalog after the Great War.

   “There’s a time and a place for everything, Thomas Miller. Where’s the fire?”

   “This is the time and we’ve got the place. With your folks out of town, you’re just knockin’ around in that empty house all by your lonesome. Why not let me in and we’ll make a night of it?”

   “Can’t we just wait two more weeks? I want our wedding night to be special.”

   “It’ll be special all right, even more special with a little warm up, if you get my meaning,” Tommy winked.

   “Oh, I get your meaning loud and clear.” She turned to face Tommy. He looked at her expectantly and flashed her one of his dynamite smiles. How could she resist those blue eyes? And those dimples? She was only human.

   Tommy hopped onto the bed. He scattered the stuffed animals off of the pillows and patted the yellow quilt beside him by way of invitation. Rose slowly unzipped her red party dress then inhaled sharply and zipped it back up.

   “What gives, Gorgeous?” said Tommy.

   “Hold your horses.” Rose quickly walked around the room, turning the holy pictures to face the walls. ”It doesn’t feel right with our Lord and Savior as an audience.”

“Three’s a crowd,” said Tommy and the dynamite smile returned.