The Party (Flash Fiction)

In the middle of each table there are two crystal bowls. One is filled with honeyed nuts, and the other with those pastel chocolate-mint lentils that they sell at The Candy Counter on Jackson Street.  There are yellow roses on the sideboard, and cinnamon sticks simmering in cider on the stove, to add a sweet cozy smell to the house.  Still, it feels sterile to her somehow, a bit like the set for a play about a party.

The doorbell rings its familiar melody. She has heard that melody, like the clock on Old Main, seven times in the past twenty minutes. Dan gets the door, and she hears him saying hello to Jackie and Steve, and as she hears the beginnings of a conversation about holiday plans, she quietly slips out the back door.  She hadn’t planned to… 

Joanna isn’t dressed appropriately for the weather, but the cold is energizing.  She goes through her carefully manicured back yard, and the Heller’s rock garden, to the street.  She sees little Bobby’s blue stingray leaning on its kickstand in the Singer’s driveway, and she decides to find out where it can take her.  She will have it back before they know it is gone.  She wishes she had taken some of the nuts with her.  She smiles and pedals down Sycamore Lane.

2 comments

  • dave j

    dave j

    i had a red stingray with a blue banana seat. i found it leaning against a tree in Dean Foss's backyard. i bought it with the $3 i made selling kool-aid to the Queen and her Court at the Memorial Day parade..... true story. i love the way you tell a tale. i hope you continue with this one. i want to hear where the bike takes Joanna.

    i had a red stingray with a blue banana seat. i found it leaning against a tree in Dean Foss's backyard. i bought it with the $3 i made selling kool-aid to the Queen and her Court at the Memorial Day parade..... true story.

    i love the way you tell a tale. i hope you continue with this one. i want to hear where the bike takes Joanna.

  • Denise

    Denise

    That is a great story Dave! I can see that being part of a book or a movie. I love that you like reading my stories. You made me smile... I had a stingray with a gold banana seat. My best friend Michele had the same one. I loved that bike. I was in a bike accident when I was young, so I have alwaysbeen a bit scared of them. Thanks for your post!

    That is a great story Dave! I can see that being part of a book or a movie.

    I love that you like reading my stories. You made me smile...

    I had a stingray with a gold banana seat. My best friend Michele had the same one. I loved that bike. I was in a bike accident when I was young, so I have alwaysbeen a bit scared of them.

    Thanks for your post!

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