Genre Challenge #9

Thanks to Teresa for our prompts today.
https://wordpress.com/read/feeds/82277260/posts/2203215910

Today’s genre: Romance

Today’s photo:

As she opened the cover of the old diary, the aged scent of a rose filled her senses.
On page one, she recounted the day they met, her shy, he so cocksure of himself, he literally knocked her off her feet in the crowd. Offering his hand to help her up, both had been smitten.
As she turned the pages, the years fell away, and she relived every day, remembering in great detail each and every one.
A whirlwind romance, the tenderness of first love, stolen moments and promises of a long and happy life.
By page one hundred and one, they were planning their wedding.
So much to do, so little time. She recalled the excitement, the frustration, the obstacles.
Later came betrayal and heartbreak.
With no support from either family, they ran away rather than be separated but poverty and ill health took their toll.
On page one hundred and seventy, she was burying her beloved in a pauper’s grave, with this single rose to mark his passing.
On page two hundred and three, she gave birth to a daughter, seven weeks premature.
The child did not survive and on page two hundred and eight, her last entry, roses of a different hue blurred her vision.
In desperation and disgrace she returned to her parental home. Now it was all she had left.
She lifted the preserved flower with trembling fingers, raising it to her cheek.
Bitter tears had not revived her love, her baby or the rose then, neither did they now.

About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! We have an elderly dog called Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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12 Responses to Genre Challenge #9

  1. joyroses13 says:

    So well written and moving! Great job Di!

  2. Ramyani Bhattacharya says:

    Wow. My heart did ache reading the wonderfully written painful story. Well done. 🙂

  3. colonialist says:

    Oooo! Get back in bed, and climb out the other side!
    No, very moving.

  4. Sadje says:

    So tragic. Very well written story.

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