The Little Dress (A Short Story of Love)

WHAT ARE YOU KIDS DOING WITH THE SHADES OPEN???? 😀

The Lonely Author

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The Little Dress

Fidgeting in his chair, he watched her try to squeeze into the dress. The little dress he so adored. The little dress she refused to acknowledge no longer fit.

“Just a little tug here and there,” she groaned.

He felt awful. Why did he suggest that dress?

She look at him with determined blue eyes. “I need help with the zipper?”

He stood behind the woman that changed his life. The woman that gave him children.

He stared at the stubborn zipper that would never close. How could he tell her she wasn’t a size six? Perhaps, she would never be a size six, again.

He kissed her pale back and sighed. “Honey, I was thinking, let’s not go to the party.”

She spun around. “You said this event was important.”

You are more important, he thought.

“What about the baby sitter?”

“Babysitter’s paid for. Let’s change…

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About Jonathan Caswell

Mr. Caswell has been composing poetry at least since High School. He has been on WORD PRESS for ten years and contributes to two other blogs beside this one. This blog has a Christian emphasis but all bloggers are welcome. Mr. Caswell chooses to---with permission--re[post material of interest

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