Stop! In the Name of Love #amwriting

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Stop! In the Name of Love

“10 minutes more,” Sean said.

Yippee. My feet dragged. Burning targeted both heels, which would be blistered and bloody.

I collapsed on a picnic table. Every muscle ached, even ones I don’t think belonged to me.

He pitched the tent, which I wished were a cabin. With a tub. And ice cold chardonnay.

The sun lowered. Loons yodeled. Crickets and katydids chorused. Fear accelerated my heartbeat.

After making a campfire, Sean wrapped an arm around my shoulders. “Thanks for this.”

I leaned into him, my pains forgotten. Unconvincingly, I said: “Camping yay.”

Compromise. Maybe the marriage counselor was right.



Sascha Darlington 3/23/2018



51 replies »

    • Thanks, James. I think this is a two-sided relationship. With another 100 words, I could do the other side. His beer loving self having to tour a winery or attend a romance book festival or follow her around a wool festival…. 🙂

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  1. Been there with the muscles and bloodied heals after hiking. Destroyed a brand new 100$ pair of shoes which back in the day was expensive. Had to climb into a tub of hot water to soak them off my feet then cut my socks off. It was for “him” and I loved it, just not the pain. lol I so equate with this. Very well written!

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  2. I am sad that Sean was blind to her pain( though you haven’t specifically mentioned that part) Also, it’s sad with we have to pay a price to stay ‘happy’ with another person. I just hope that the compromise isn’t one-sided. Great story, sadly true for many couples in marriage or in ‘love’.

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    • I don’t think she openly complained, but I do think he understands because he goes about setting up camp while she sits. I think compromise is important as long as it’s something a person doesn’t mind doing or that it doesn’t in some way harm them.
      Thanks, Moon! 🙂

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  3. I’m deeply suspicious that the compromise will all be on her part and not on his. I note that your story gives him a name but not her, which may or may not be significant. But she’s really trying – as you show us with the magnificent line ‘Unconvincingly I said “Camping yay.” ‘
    I hope she gets to enjoy a hot tub and chardonnay later in the holiday!

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