First Date

Kate examined the lines forming around her eyes.  The harsh light in her tiny bathroom amplified every little wrinkle.

Last night was another serial first date. Charlie had been gentle and handsome, with a good sense of humor.  He had chosen her favorite restaurant, and they had danced after dinner.  She sighed as she remembered moving in unison with the music. But there would be no second date.

“You’re not getting any younger,” her friends told her. “It’s time to settle down!”  They couldn’t believe she wasn’t interested.  But Kate refused to invite the pain that came from family.

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7 thoughts on “First Date

  1. Great flash, Sarah! It’s a good example of the tug and pull between internal and external motivations. Everything seems to point to the “settling down” with the pressure of friends, the fun of a good date and the acknowledgement of age. Yet, her fear of being hurt is so much great. Makes for a painful reality for her.

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