We planned a surprise party for our parents’ thirty-fifth wedding anniversary. The ballroom was decorated to perfection, filled with family and friends. As the arrival time approached, my siblings and I had only one concern: would Mom and Dad be late? Growing up, our family was always behind schedule. Mom blamed Dad, and Dad blamed Mom.
Vibrating cell phones alerted us to our parent’s pending arrival. Silence descended as everyone got in place and waited. Minutes ticked by as we continued to wait. Finally, we cracked open the door and peeked out. Near the elevator, stood our parents, tardy for their own party. We smiled as Dad bent down to help Mom with a stubborn buckle on her shoe.
After thirty-five years, they were late once again. Late but together.
Word count: 130
This is my offering for the 61st Challenge of Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers hosted by the Priceless Joy. The challenge is to compose a story of 100 – 150 words using the photo prompt.
This week’s photo is courtesy of Barb CT/Knotholes and Textures. Many thanks to Joy for such an amazing platform 😀
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