Three Words: Funeral, Culpable, and Carnal
150 Words
It was her husband’s funeral.
I had always found her to be an attractive woman, but I had never looked at Diedre as anything more than a friend before.
Seeing her standing there by her dead husband’s side, I suddenly found myself trying to push aside these unexpected carnal thoughts.
She is Jake’s wife. Get a grip. He was your best friend.
Jake had somehow felt culpable for my divorce. The truth was, being around him and Diedre, helped me see what was missing from my marriage. What love could be.
Now here I was. Envisioning how wonderful it would be to hold his beautiful wife in my arms and comfort her.
She looked at me as I approached; teary eyed. Smiling, she took my hand in hers, enfolded her arms around me, and squeezed me with all the strength she had inside.
I had loved her all this time.
That’s a great idea, will you give us some words? I’d like to give it a try! ‘Postcards from Tara’ I love that! T
Thank you Tracy. The same goes the other way seeing a woman write about romance the way you do. I would like to see you try one of these Postcard Stories. I bet you would come out with some amazing creations. Challenge the girls while your at it. ‘Postcards from Tara’
As a woman its great to hear the words that come from the mind of a man who can express them so well. I love this as you would have probably guessed being along the romantic lines! T