Swinger

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photo by Ben Rosett

Three Line Tales, Week Thirty-Seven

Swinger (97 words)

Everyone always said: “That swinger’s never getting married.”

Ironically I’m sitting here just out of view, on a swing, watching the man I’ve always loved, waiting under an oak tree for the woman he’s chosen, proving all of those busybodies wrong.

She glides across the grass like a fairy princess and he smiles and I wish I were her, over and over again, up until that point where the swan rouses itself from the pond where it was swimming and hisses and chases the bride away—ooops, sorry, I am the reason that swinger’s never getting married.

end 10/15/2016 (3)

S. Darlington

already preparing for NaNoWriMo by writing about witches and the crazy things they do! 😉

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