By Preeti Chandan
“I hate too much baggage,” he often said. So, while packing for their honeymoon, she chose a one-piece swimsuit, shorts, tees, flip flops, chiffon dresses, and lacy underthings. She snapped shut the carry-on and lifted it. Light as his kiss.
The load of setbacks, resentments, frustrations, and self-doubt was locked within her, out of his sight. She knew better than to let it hang out.
Shoulders pulled back, she stepped out with a carefree air, a winsome smile. Crossed her fingers and placed them in his outstretched hand.
It must work out this time. Third time ought to be a charm.
Wonderful writing capturing so many feelings. I would love to read more of your writing
Thanks so much for reading and commenting, Mary.
Here is my story published in Flash Fiction Magazine: https://flashfictionmagazine.com/blog/2022/12/31/pitfalls/
Hello Preeti,
Agree with Mary. Scene, plot, characterization, tension, past and future events all woven seamlessly.
Wonderful!
Delighted to hear that you liked my piece, Cathryn. Thanks for taking the time to comment.
Really meaningful piece to me as someone married three times, always trying to fit my square peg into someone else’s round hole. Love the metaphor of “packing” the way someone else wants you to. Great piece!!
Denise, thanks for reading and sharing how my story struck a chord with you.
Nicely done! Poetic way to show the anxiety the character is feeling.
Appreciate your comment, Genevieve. Thanks for reading.