(Author’s note: The subject of today’s writing seemed a bit obvious, so I figured I’d go with an obvious choice for music and theme. Enjoy!)
Postcards from Paris
by Miles H. Rost
Percy, the great lawyer, expert toastmaster, had no words.
He peered across the city from his temporary office. He had very little time to see the “City of Love”, with a merger that was looming over him. Once it completed, he sat back and took a breath.
He opened his briefcase and pulled out another folder. Looking through the paperwork, he sighed. He glanced at the Eiffel Tower, then at the Arc du Triomphe, and finally pushed the paperwork into the auto shredder.
He pulled out his phone and hit 1.
“Honey, Merger’s done. Set up the counseling appointment. I’m there. ”
Sounds like he was given an ultimatum to get counseling or else? I hope it works out for him and his honey.
Good for him for trying. Bring her to Paris and dine her after?
Sounds like he’s going to try to put in the effort, good luck to them both
It’s good to discover what is really important.
Impending divorce averted by counseling??? You left me wondering.
My first response was, “Wait! What?” So of course I read it again, and put together the pieces–I think 🙂 A decision not to sign the papers, but turn to counseling instead?
You certainly set the mood very well. One can feel his indecision.
I love how you made Paris influence his decision. well done