We Don’t Do Special
Things have gone back to normal for Saturday Centus this week. We have a prompt (in blue) and 100 words to create an interesting piece.
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The lighting was dimmed, with shadows from the candles dancing on the wall. The table decorations told him that this was to be a special meal. Everything screamed ‘Special’ to him. His pulse began to speed and soon the throb in his ears told him he was getting anxious. They don’t do special.
‘Oh there you are,’ she said gaily.
‘What’s all this?’ he whispered
‘I wanted it to be special,’ she said as she put her arms round him.
‘Special? Why?’ he responded
‘Well. Surprise! I’m pregnant,’ she beamed.
In those three words his life changed. He turned and silently left.
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For those of you who enjoy these challenges, I’m hosting something similar but a little different HERE so do pop over and have a look. Of course that is after you have popped over to Jenny’s Blog to read the other Centus entries!
I’m really, really surprised that you knew my ex-husband enough to write about him! mwahahahahahahahaha!
Love this little twist. I definitely didn’t see that ending coming!
Bravo.
Jenny!!! Glad I caught you out! 😉
How sad to spoil a special moment that could mark the beginning of life as a parent by simply turning and walking away. We may not be ready to be parents but, despite this, we can become parents and share and special moments in the life of a growing child. I wouldn’t have walked away.
Thank you for commenting Ross. In my head this was an affair that obviously wasn’t supposed to turn out like this!
Oh what a jerk! You know you’ve done a good job of writing something when you’ve made your reader angry! laurie @ Battling My Inner Critic
Many thanks for that comment. you’ve made me blush!
Ouch!
Namaste………cj
Thanks C!
Oh no! Say it isn’t so….!
I suspect it is for many out there. Many thanks for popping in!
Another dipwad! Adios and good riddance to that turd too!~Ames
Language Ames! It’s only a Centus! 😉
Excellent !
I can also imagine the scenes after he left and then returned…hope she threw all of his stuff out on the front lawn !!!
You have an imagination there! Thanks for stopping by!
It seemed to be going so well, but looking back ‘whispered’ was a big clue, and so was that repetition of ‘special’ in the first paragraph; the drop at the end is all the harder for them. Very clever arrangement.
Ooo! Great you saw it! Thank you!
Oh, dear. Somehow this guy comes across even worse in prose than he did in my poetry!
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Well done.
Thanks Sue! Style doesn’t matter when it comes to rats I think!
I love that you used the word “gaily” in your offering … it is used so frequently these days!
and I agree, the man’s a rat!
There are quite a few words that I miss. Great to see you here!
What the hell!!! He left. That rat. Let me at him.
Back, back! Thanks for a great response!
What a jerk Why are guys like this Great post Hope it isnt true and if it was I hope the guy turned back around and said Thats wonderful news
It wasn’t true for me but I’m sure there are lots out there that it was true for. Thanks for visiting!
So hard to read, but I too was on the same story line!
Great minds eh!
What a jerk! Sadly, this happens all too frequently. Great take on the prompt!!
Many thanks.I’m sure you’re right about it being something that happens too often!
Oh my gosh…I want to slap him!!! I was thinking how lovely this whole scene was…then BAM!
Gems xxx
Sorry to break the spell! Thanks for popping in!