Wednesday, June 9, 2010

A Little Bit of Fiction

Posted by Tracy Wainwright at 10:12 AM
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The two best friends walked across the parking lot in a comfortable, light-hearted silence. They were quite a pair, being complete opposites in both looks and in personalities. Sarah’s long dark hair a complete contrast to Elysa’s short blond bob. Sarah was average height and carried an extra twenty pounds on her. Elysa stood two inches taller than her friend and very thin. Sarah was quiet and thoughtful, while Elysa tended to speak her mind. Sarah said their differences were what made them get along so well.
They were quickly seated. Once their waitress had taken their order, Sarah asked Elysa about her Christmas. She had carefully kept her hands in her lap, continuing to will her body and voice to remain calm. She was grateful that she was well practiced in patience.
“It was nice,” Elysa replied. “We had a quiet morning at home before all the family got together at my aunt and uncle’s. My parents got me some CD’s and a new laptop.”
“That is nice.”
“Yeah, the laptop will come in handy when I start working. My old one’s gotten too quirky. I think too many research papers did it in.”
Sarah laughed. Papers were her favorite part of college. She despised multiple choice tests. Elysa thrived on tests and hated the papers. They often joked about swapping out assignments, but were too honest to do so.
“How about you? Have a good Christmas?”
The smile on Sarah’s face expanded until her cheeks hurt. “I had the best Christmas ever.”
Elysa raised one eyebrow. “The best ever, huh?”
“Yeah,” she sighed. “I went with Jakob to his parent’s house Christmas Eve.”
“You gave him the basketball tickets?”
“I did. And some Oakley’s.”
“And…” Elysa said, anticipating and dreading the answer at the same time. Sarah had seemed more exuberant than her normal calm and quiet self that afternoon. She was hoping that she was wrong about the reason.
“And,” Sarah said, pulling her left hand from under the table and holding it palm down for her friend to see. “He gave me my Christmas present.”

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Wednesday, June 9, 2010

A Little Bit of Fiction

Page 2

The two best friends walked across the parking lot in a comfortable, light-hearted silence. They were quite a pair, being complete opposites in both looks and in personalities. Sarah’s long dark hair a complete contrast to Elysa’s short blond bob. Sarah was average height and carried an extra twenty pounds on her. Elysa stood two inches taller than her friend and very thin. Sarah was quiet and thoughtful, while Elysa tended to speak her mind. Sarah said their differences were what made them get along so well.
They were quickly seated. Once their waitress had taken their order, Sarah asked Elysa about her Christmas. She had carefully kept her hands in her lap, continuing to will her body and voice to remain calm. She was grateful that she was well practiced in patience.
“It was nice,” Elysa replied. “We had a quiet morning at home before all the family got together at my aunt and uncle’s. My parents got me some CD’s and a new laptop.”
“That is nice.”
“Yeah, the laptop will come in handy when I start working. My old one’s gotten too quirky. I think too many research papers did it in.”
Sarah laughed. Papers were her favorite part of college. She despised multiple choice tests. Elysa thrived on tests and hated the papers. They often joked about swapping out assignments, but were too honest to do so.
“How about you? Have a good Christmas?”
The smile on Sarah’s face expanded until her cheeks hurt. “I had the best Christmas ever.”
Elysa raised one eyebrow. “The best ever, huh?”
“Yeah,” she sighed. “I went with Jakob to his parent’s house Christmas Eve.”
“You gave him the basketball tickets?”
“I did. And some Oakley’s.”
“And…” Elysa said, anticipating and dreading the answer at the same time. Sarah had seemed more exuberant than her normal calm and quiet self that afternoon. She was hoping that she was wrong about the reason.
“And,” Sarah said, pulling her left hand from under the table and holding it palm down for her friend to see. “He gave me my Christmas present.”

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