Friday, September 16, 2011

On Flash Fiction Friday: Happily Ever After

Happily Ever After
There was a time when I believed love would save me.  When the man in front of me was my 'it'. I thought we were the lucky ones. The ones who'd found true love.
Too bad my Prince Charming was absent from fairytale class the day they covered 'happily ever after'.
"Honey. Babe, I can explain." The man who'd promised to love, honor, and cherish me tried to scoot away, but my foot resting on his prized possession made it difficult.
"No, Babe. You don't need to explain. In fact, the only thing you need to do is sign the divorce papers. I forgave your first indiscretion. Against my better judgment I forgave your second too. Looks like third time's a charm--or is it three strikes and you're out?"
"Come on, Babe. You don't really mean that. It won't happen again, I swear!" His voice rose an octave on the last word when I shifted the spike heel of my new shiny black leather boots.
"You're right, Jason. It won't happen again. Sign the papers, and I might just let you keep your friends."
His throat worked furiously, and I smiled.
"Alright. Alright. I'll do it... just get that torture device away from me!"
I ignored his demand to remove my foot and handed him the pen and papers. When his signature was affixed to each page I stepped away.
A smile tugged at my lips. It was time my story had a better ending.
"What happens now?" he asked eying me wearily.
 "What happens at the end of all fairytales," I said as I walked to the door. "She lived happily ever after."

Copyright: R.S. Emeline 2011 All Rights Reserved   


  1. You know, if my attorney would ever finish the damn papers I might take this approach to getting them signed! Loved this. Excellent story. Every girl should get her happily ever after.

  2. Thank you! Glad you enjoyed it.

  3. We could even go shopping for the perfect pair of boots...