
Will You Walk into My Parlor?
Words 100
“No.” She refused.
The ring clattered to the floor. “I thought you wanted us to marry!”
“I did. Before…”
“Before?”
“Before my parents got to know about us living together.”
“But they still want you to…”
“Are you proposing to me out of concern for my parents or yours?”
“We can’t always live like this!”
“Why not? Isn’t that what you said to me?”
“I…I was wrong. Society. Children…”
“No. You were right. We should adopt an orphan needing a home.”
“But…”
“Besides,” She paused, “I see no reason give up my independence just to keep track of your socks.”
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Written for the Friday Fictioneers – a story in 100 words or less. Thanks to Rochelle for hosting the challenge and Victor and Sarah Potter for the photo prompt. To read the other stories inspired by this prompt, click here.
PS: Just a quick note to brag that I finally did what my blog had been crying out for months, okay years. I reorganized and updated my index making it easier to browse and check out earlier posts with snippets (but I’m still working on the blurbs). If you are free and so inclined how about browsing through the index of Short Stories or Photo posts? Feedback and suggestions most welcome!
Thanks for reading 🙂
Everyone who’s ever been married comes to this point when they wonder why did we have to marry a child 😂
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😀 And especially true of Indian men I think. Thanks P for visiting you just escaped a note of complaint 😉
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Oh totally. And about the visiting…. Shucks! It was long overdue 😁
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Yep and now I am waiting long enough so that I can say the same thing on your blog, if you know what I mean? 😂
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😀 😀 😀 😀
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😉
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Thankfully a few societies are now accepting there is an alternative to the norm.
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Choices and options are very important – thanks for reading Iain
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cohabitation….. never pays
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I guess she needs another partner 😀
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yes… but also some lifestyle assessing – ha
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😉
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Dear Dahlia
You’ve written that beautifully, conveying so much understanding of the couple in so few words – and yet keeping the dialogue entirely natural. It’s a lovely twist at the end, too. (You’re very brave to use bathos for the twist, mind you – it could easily backfire – don’t worry, it doesn’t here!)
I think they’ll marry, but on her terms! (And a good thing too!)
Best wishes
Penny
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Thanks so much Penny for such a lovely and reassuring comment! 🙂
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I wish I had someone to keep track of my socks.
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So do I! 😀
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She needs someone who walks barefoot… no socks to care fore.
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Hahah – good point Bjorn!
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Dear Dahlia,
Not a match made in heaven, is it? Nicely done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thanks Rochelle 🙂
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Living together sure lets you get to know the other one. Maybe just enough to know that you don’t want to spend the rest of your life together…. then again, maybe you do!
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It’s funny but I have heard of at least a couple of cases where they got married after a long courtship of 7 to 10 years and promptly got divorced. Thanks for reading Dale 🙂
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Same here. Too many, in fact.
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Couldn’t have agreed more..there are certain days I feel that …
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😉 😀 Cheers!
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Haha, my husband does his own laundry and fold his socks! Good point!
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Lucky gal 😀 Thanks Miriam!
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I think he is just particular about the way he wants his laundry done 🙂 That suits me fine 🙂
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Haha – I knew there was a catch 😀 Mine has made peace with unmatched socks 😉
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Haha – I have another trick. I buy sock in large packs, and when on sale, I buy several packs. Now he has 24 pairs of the same socks 🙂
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That’s simply brilliant Miriam! 😀 Why didnt I think of it? Do you mind if I steal your idea?
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Of course you could, Dahlia! Nothing is new, new. Someone might have done it already. 🙂
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😀
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🙂 🙂
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LOL. She’s had a taste and a mind change. The socks was a lovely touch. Something we can all relate to.
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Thanks very much Irene! 🙂
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She knows what she wants! 🙂
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That or she’s spoiling for a fight! Thanks for visiting Anita 🙂
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The last sentence says it all. Good Morning Dahlia.
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Yep that’s what it boils down to 😀
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Very well written …what an explosive yet silent end you gave…loved it so much….
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Thanks so much Jyotsna!
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Good woman! I hope she keeps her independence… and that he keeps track of his socks! 🙂
Susan A Eames at
Travel, Fiction and Photos
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Ha ha Thanks Susan 🙂
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I like you take on this.
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Thanks YS!
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Although I never just lived with someone, I’ve heard living together is different than being married. Many people don’t seem to realize that. Good writing, Dahlia. 🙂 — Suzanne
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Thanks Suzanne 🙂
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Maybe their wedding vows should read “for better or for socks.” An interesting note on cohabbing before the “I do”—people who live together, then marry, actually divorce more often than those who do not live together first.
And no, I don’t know the exact statistics 🙂
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For better or for socks – priceless Linda 😀 I have also noticed that – perhaps the expectations are higher and the security of marriage loosens the guard over good manners and healthy restraint.
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Ha! I love the woman’s pragmatic attitude! The last line is priceless. 🙂
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Thanks Magarisa 🙂
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You’re welcome, Dahlia. 😊
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I admire the lady in your tale.
Wonderful storytelling.🙂
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Thanks Moon for a lovely comment 🙂
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Connie and I lived together for a year before marrying. Occassionally, Connie will say the only reason I married her was to please my mother. If that were true, I would have stuck it out for forty-three years and counting.
I understand the girl’s argument though. Very believable dialogue. Well done.
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I also have my own set of pet peeves regarding reasons why he married me 😀 Thanks Russel!
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