Friday Fictioneers – Read My Lips

(Author’s note: Hoping to have some longer stories up soon. Just need to get through the testing week next week, then there’s 4 months of nothing but classes. (Thankfully). Here’s today’s fictioneers, with a second peek from Marie Osmond!)

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ยฉ Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

Read My Lips

by Miles H. Rost

The knock at the door was persistent. She leaned out the door of her shower and called out that she was coming.

Wrapped in a simple periwinkle towel, she walked to the door and cracked it open.

“Helena!”

“Paul?! It’s 11:30! What are you doing here?”

“I needed to see you. Something bad just happened.”

Helena let him in and he immediately bolted to the couch.

“Alright, what happened?”

“I lost your ring.”

“What ring?”

“The ring I was going to give you tomorrow night, ย to ask you to marry me.”

Helena blinked. Twice. Then pounced.

“Read my lips.”

She mouthed “yes”.

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45 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – Read My Lips

  1. Looks like he didn’t need the ring after all, just the question. Although I have to wonder, a guy who would let an expensive engagement ring get lost? Not a good sign.

    • Who said he “let it get lost”? It’s possible he could have walked on the sidewalk, tripped, and saw it go down into the sewer, where a clown with a balloon was waiting for him saying “We all float down here!”

      ^_-

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