By Wayne Scheer
Oscar and Miriam held hands. His meaty hands were calloused from years of loading trucks. Still, he enjoyed feeling Miriam’s delicate-as-rice paper hand in his.
As they dashed to their car in the rain, he tightened his grip recalling a time thirty years earlier when a car, brakes squealing, skidded to a stop barely a foot from her. Now they automatically grabbed each other’s hand whenever crossing a street.
He felt her fingers between his, the way she did when he woke after heart surgery.
Oscar let go when they got to the car, but the impression of Miriam’s hand remained.
Sweet story. Minor, minor point: callous is not the same as callus.
it is, i think. Just a variant spelling
Callous is UK spelling of callus – and also means ‘hard-hearted’ or ‘uncaring’. 🙂
Provocative
One of those lifetime romances told in 101 words. Gave me a warm feeling. Excellent!
Nice..don’t read many like this..good job!!
Bravo! You’re on a roll, my friend.
Super duper. Applauding with both calloused hands.
Wayne, I like it.
Good one!