A Proposal

“I’ve made dinner reservations for us and I bought something I’d like you to wear.”

Her stomach lurched; a familiar churning sensation attacked her innards. He was constantly buying something he’d like her to wear. Little bits of lace and satin, underthings that were uncomfortable and impractical. He wanted her to wear them to dinner or out with friends or to meetings so he could “think of her skin against them”. She hated it. The expectation of impending performance took the enjoyment out of leisure activities. She hated to have sexual obligations. She preferred romantic spontaneity.

He reached in his pocket and pulled out a small velvet box, the kind girls dream of. As he flipped it open he said, “I love you and I hope you’ll marry me.” She looked at him.  She made her decision. “I’m sorry. We don’t match. I love you for now but not forever.”

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Married, no children, responsibly self-directed, living happily.
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19 Responses to A Proposal

  1. maesprose says:

    Ohhh – I didn’t expect that. Good for her though. Forever is a long time and a divorce is sort of like a death to the soul too. Still, I can’t help but be sad for them.

    • elroyjones says:

      Yes, coincidental that you mentioned soul, that’s what I just responded to Arthur. I settled the first time, for who knows what reason, a lack of courage mostly.

  2. That was awesome. So much in such a small space. That summed up those realtionships that are pretty good… but not that good… like you know you can do better… and something just isn’t quite right…

  3. John says:

    Good stuff…!

  4. Oh, thank you. I was so afraid she would cave!

  5. Well, I was all primed for the little bits of lace and satin, and I get spontaneity. Not only that, I couldn’t remember how to spell it.

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