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Sunday, September 11, 2011

Ragtop

Ragtop


He wears a smile wide as the sky, eyes gleaming in the last of summer’s warmth.  He stands on first one foot then the other, a look of pleading at the surface of his tanned and rosy cheeks.  “Mother, May I take the ragtop for one last spin before you garage her for the winter?”  
An approving nod sends him grabbing keys, darting out the door, making a bee line for Julie’s house.  (Mother didn’t ask).
She opens the door, smiles. He takes her in hims arms, kicks the door closed as she whispers, “They won’t be home until late tonight.”
© cj Schlottman
September 11, 2011

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8 comments:

Jo said...

I loved this ... all of it ... i could feel it ... beautifully done!

Judie said...

This reminds me of the commercial in which the son thinks his parents have gone to bed, but they are actually out partying. I certainly love my children, but we are glad to have this house to ourselves!!! I love this piece, CJ.

Sue said...

I love the name of this piece and the nostalgic feel.

=)

Viki said...

I had to go look up ragtop, ha, ha. I never heard of it before. Nice sweet story. Good job.

gautami tripathy said...

Loved it!

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Dazee Dreamer said...

ooh la la. I liked it.

Karen S. said...

Oh too funny, nicely done, and the ragtop is just puts the icing on the cake....! Cool!

Jenny said...

This was GREAT!

CJ, this was so good. I can feel autumn in the air and that particular feeling we get in our hearts during that season.

Loved this!

Hope you're doing well!