Sammi at Weekend Writing Prompt
is challenging us with the word “note”;
in exactly 72 words, this is my response.
🍸
After thirty minutes and two martinis I began feeling paranoid. It was painfully obvious, at least to me, that everyone who saw me sitting by the bar thought I was either an elegant call girl just past her prime or a lonesome, tedious housewife who had been stood up.
I became aware of someone approaching. I looked up expectantly, smiling; it was just the concierge. Whispering discreetly, he handed me a note.
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72 Words
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Oooo, what did the note say? Enquiring minds wanna know! Lol!
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Sorry, CA! I’ll never tell!
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Love this! Thanks for sharing
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Very kind of you.
Thanks!
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Oh I love this.. the note please? ❣️🥂
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Thanks much, Cindy.
The words remain a secret. 🤫
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You’re so welcome.. hmmm do you take bribes? 😹
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Yes 😂
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I’m betting the note had less than 72 words 🙂
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😂 😂
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Time for greener pastures, he blew his chance. Fool.
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Right on, sister!
I hope she sees it that way;
she’s better of without him.
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Oh! Stood up, but with a note… does that make it easier? I think not.
Very nicely done, Nancy.
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It makes it easier for the coward who stood her up.
Thanks a lot, Dale; appreciate your comments!
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Of course. Well, I have been stood up with no note so, there is that…
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That stinks! Not worth crying over.
I haven’t had a “date” in 55 years and
I can’t imagine being out in the shark tank! 😄
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Oh man. After my husband died and I was done cursing him for “abandoning” me at 50 (Yes, I know, he did not go willingly) I went onto various dating sites. Oh, the stories I could tell, Nancy!
It’s ugly out there.
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So sorry to hear about your husband, Dale. 😔
I can’t imagine what it was like for you.
My condolences. 🕊️
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Thank you, Nancy. It was nine years this past December. My kids were 15 and 16. It was pretty tough. You are sweet. 💞
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Hugs, Dale
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🤗💞
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Jeez. Thank you for visiting my About Moi page. It made me go look and I saw I had a typo on the first line! Sacré bleu! 🙂
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😂 I was wondering if I should tell you!
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Hahaha! I “no” what you mean! I would have been stuck wondering the same!
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😂🤔
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🤭
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And thus, the story begins. Or maybe it ends right there.
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I’m inclined to go with the latter.
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Note – “Sorry, not tonight Josephine, Napoleon”
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Thank you, Ivor.
Mellow, fantastic crescendos. Wonderful.
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Always my pleasure Nancy 🎶😊🌏😍
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Quick! What does the note say?
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Something shocking.
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You’ve built up the atmosphere very well.
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Thank you, Sadje.
A lot can be said
in only 72 words.
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Very true. Especially if you’re the writer
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You are too kind 😊
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💕💕💕
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