Short Story

Our Little Rendezvous

Written for The Unicorn Challenge where we are asked
to get creative in 250 words or less using the photo
prompt below for inspiration. Here is my story
.

© Ayr/Gray

“Woods. Roger Woods. Please check again” I implored the desk clerk at the Hotel Moderne. 

I’m sorry, madame, there is no reservation for that name.” The young man looked at me with a mixture of embarrassment and pity.

“You must be mistaken” I replied, my voice shaking. 

“There is no mistake, madame. Perhaps you have the wrong hotel” the clerk suggested, offering me an out. 

Of course I didn’t have the wrong hotel! Roger and I had been meeting here the second weekend of every month for three years.

I checked my phone for missed text messages or calls from Roger; there were none. Rather than stay in the lobby looking distraught and abandoned, I sat in the lounge and ordered a martini. I had a clear view of the front desk on the left and the entrance on the right. I’d be able to see Roger the moment he arrived. 

After thirty minutes and two martinis, I began feeling paranoid. It was painfully obvious, at least to me, that I looked like a lonesome and tedious woman who had been stood up. 

I became aware of someone approaching. Expecting to see Roger, I looked up, smiling; it was the concierge. Whispering discreetly, he handed me a note: “Dearest Cecile. I cherish our little rendezvous but it’s time to go our separate ways. Farewell. Roger” 

Our little rendezvous!‘ I was shattered. Just like that, as unexpectedly as it began, it was over.

Looking straight ahead, I gracefully exited the hotel.

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250 Words

This is “Non, Je ne regrette rien (No, I do not regret anything)” by Edith Piaf

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