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Bamboo Shoots Submission for General Prose
Tonight I Propose
My mind spins as I search the aisles of Longs for a box of chocolate and half-dead flowers.
“Candy?” I ask the man in green. He points, I run.
There are so many to choose from. “The cheapest one will do,” I mutter, jogging to the flowers. The small bouquet catches my eye.
I stand in line. Guilt and panic pace through my mind as the anxiety builds. I think of how I should’ve been there thirty minutes ago.
I’m next in line.
“How are you doing?” the cashier asks me.
My heart hits the floor. It’s my ex-wife.
I love the simplicity of this story. So simple and yet the picture is very clear. I think the short sentences have a lot of punch to them and add a sense of realism to the story. I especially like the "He points, I run," and the last line.