Flash Fiction…inspired by actual events…A Soldier’s Reunion…
“Bill arrives soon, and I want everything to be perfect.” Lynn released an excited squeal. “Listen to what I’ve done. I’ve mowed the lawn, cleaned the house, and cooked Bill’s favorite meal. Now all I have to do is make myself beautiful.”
“Sounds like you have it under control,” Jan said, a smile in her voice.
“I’m lighting candles as we speak.” Lynn sighed. “I have to finish getting ready. Talk to you soon.”
They said their goodbyes, and Lynn walked to her closet and pulled out her new dress. She was certain this would wow her husband.
One hour later…
Bill dragged his luggage in with one hand and a bouquet of flowers with the other hand. He scanned the room. The lights were dim with soft candlelight illuminating every corner of the living space. Music flowed to his ears, reminding him of the day he proposed. A quick glance revealed the table set for two. “Lynn?”
He walked to the bedroom. His wife lay as if posed for a magazine cover. She looked beautiful in a clinging blue dress that flowed gracefully to her knees. Her glossy brown hair and her clear, soft skin glowed to perfection. He gently tapped her shoulder. “Honey, I’m home.”
NOTE: Something like this actually happened to my mother. My dad came home on leave during WWII. My mom had worked so hard to make things perfect she was sick the first part of the visit. (o: