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Some Wintry Reminiscence

It was almost ten years since we’d spoken. You left so quickly that we’d made promises about circumstances under which you’d come back to me that, perhaps, we both knew neither of us could keep, though I didn’t allow myself those thoughts. Not then, anyway. I didn’t realize how much of an impression you’d made on me. In your curlicued handwriting, you’d written down you address for me to write to you. I kept that scrap of paper in my wallet for just over two years. In that time I wrote three letters and was too much of a coward to send any of them.

I thought about you a lot, but my memory of you began to fade after I met someone else, but never completely. As Mr. Bernstein explained, you were my girl with the white parasol. Who knew if you’d ever remember me, but I would bet there hasn’t been a month that has gone by in all that time when I haven’t thought of you.


The rest of this story is available in the collection "Cupid Painted Blind" available on Amazon for the Kindle.


Comments

Norm said…
I liked it, perhaps because it reminded me of something I wrote awhile back.

http://www.mostlyanecdotal.org/2006/12/24/sweet-and-shy/
Anonymous said…
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Parvez Ahmed said…
It is a good story. A few bits of dialogue would make it great.
Bryan said…
Norm,

I liked your story... I guess that sort of experience is far more common than maybe I thought it might be when I thought it up and wrote it...

Parvaz,

You might be write, but I was trying to write it as though it was a letter to the girl he'd never send... If you take my meaning... I promise the next one will have some dialogue.
Bryan said…
right.... you might be right... not write...

man it's late.
Norm said…
All the stories have been told. The only difference is in how they're told. We take our own experience and imagination, throw them in the mix, and hope our words add something to what it is be human.
Bryan said…
I can get behind that.
rupus said…
A nice story though a little surprise or boom at the ending could have added a zing to it. But very realistic and gets the reader involved, that's a great thing...
Kristy10 said…
My daughter favorite link is http://www.kidsfront.com for short stories, I will put forward your blog also.
Karen said…
Hi Bryan,

I enjoyed reading this realistic short story. I also found another good short story on http://www.shortstorybook.net
Do check it.....regards, karen
Anna Russell said…
"When my self-conscious had given your image a rest for any extended period of time, my sub-conscious would remind me of you."

Love, love, love that line. It says so much in so few words - something I think all good writers should be able to do.

Sorry to be pedantic, but I think you might have meant to say "eyes" after almond?

I read someone commented on not being so keen on the ending, but I disagree - this story is written in such a realistic manner that any other ending would have spoiled it imo.

Nicely done.

And by the way - NEVER ask a girl if you can kiss her. Never!

Hugs
Anna xxx
Bryan said…
Anna,

Thanks for the save on the eyes... It was certainly meant to be there...

And yes, I've learned you never ask a girl if you can kiss her.

Thanks for reading...

--Bryan

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