Rochelle has hosted Friday Fictioneers for 8 years and I’m pretty sure that in blogging years that must be what, a quarter of a century? Haha. Anyway, I haven’t been a part of it for that long, but I’ve very much appreciated the years that I have participated. It’s certainly helped me grow as a writer and I’ve met some wonderful people/writers as part of it. Here’s to many more years!
Something was wrong. Noncommittal responses. Averted eyes. He was done. I was mortified, incredulous. Wasn’t everything wonderful? As close to perfect as possible?
“Meet me at Jake’s,” his text said.
We’d met at Jake’s. Fitting we’d end at Jake’s.
I wore black.
Sliding into a booth, I ordered coffee.
When he arrived, my stupid heart skipped.
“Hey,” he said.
I pressed my shaking hands under my thighs.
“MaryAnn, you are my sun, moon, life . . .”
The earth shook, cups rattled.
“It’s not the big one,” he said.
It was for me.
15 thoughts on “Jake’s Diner”
The earth literally moved! Nice one 🙂
Clearly a sign. She will say no. She has too or else the next earthquake will tear them apart.
Ah sweet. Romance and a happy ending. At least that’s how I read it.
Sweet! Nice misdirection.
so endearing and sweet. made me misty-eyed. 🙂
Awww. I love this story. You set it up beautifully!
Yeah, a happy ending! Uh–she DID say yes, right?
Earth quakes no thanks. Might be a bad omen!
…and they both lived happily ever after!
Shaking earth could be good or bad. I think, in this case, it was a good thing.
What a happy surprise… signs are hard to read sometimes.
Aw… What a sweet, romantic story! Made me smile.
💖 Thank you! 🙂
I’m not clear on the ending but I loved everything up to it.
Nice one, Sascha. I love that instead of him breaking up with her as she feared, he popped the question. And the earth literally moved for her 🙂