Friday Fiction: 200 Word Challenge

A quote: “We all have our time machines. Some take us back, they’re called memories. Some take us forward, they’re called dreams.” ~~ Jeremy Irons

I’ll start with a story …

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“Oh child, what did you find? Bring it over to me, please.”

“Oh, my goodness! That one’s a sure favorite. One of my wedding photos. Don’t look so shocked, that really is me. What, you think your Meemaw was always an old lady? That Papaw and me just popped into being with all our wrinkles and gray hair, like, forever?”

“No, I’m not laughing at you. I’m laughing at myself. You see a picture of a beautiful lady in white with this impossibly big bouquet of outrageously blooming flowers and … What you don’t know is what those flowers did to me.”

“Yes, I said ‘did to me’. You want to hear the story?”

“Now see, before the wedding, as the bride – ME! – and my bridesmaids get ready, our photographer gets to start taking pictures for our memory album. He has me outside and hands me the bouquet. ‘Hold it up. Hold it this way’. He’s shooting, I’ve waving it around and OUCH! A bee nails me right over my eye!”

“Yes, hurt like dickens! And it fast became a big bump.”

“We put ice on it all the way to church. But the bump’s still there all the way to the altar. And through our vows, people are the ones buzzing. Papaw just looks at me with the kindest eyes, smiling love just for me. When time comes to kiss, he cups my face with both hands and gives me the sweetest part no bee could ever ruin.”

“Oh, don’t worry, child. I’m not sad. Just happy leaking. Now, run along. I’ll just hold this a little longer.”

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Now, it’s your turn.
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