a cure for the common block


Walter slunk into the lounge on his crutches, muttering and mentally kicking himself for breaking his leg on the first day of his big ski weekend vacation – breaking it in the ski shop while trying on boots! He plopped next to the fireplace and looked off into the middle-distance when a striking figure entered the center of his frame; days later-while recounting the event to friends-he laughed at the fact that his first impression was how horribly dressed she was for the weather, while in hindsight he realized she was perfectly adorned for an elegant, maybe even romantic evening indoors. His head lowered as his thoughts wandered around the serendipity of the moment, and when he re-focused he found the mystery girl standing beside him, posed shyly with her hands nervously clasped. She didn’t speak English and he didn’t speak French, but they connected and shared an experience; they never met again, but that evening they both felt love for the first time in their lives, which granted them a frame of reference for future relationships, a gift to help them find their soul mates.

#ShortShortStories #Homesick


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