Q&A: Storyteller question part 3?
Question by Jak Torrence: Storyteller question part 3?
Chapter Three
The next day in school, we held hands to each class. Not even a crane could destroy our love. School work seemed useless, because Sara was the only thing on my mind. I caught up with David during lunch.
"You introduced me to the love of my life." I said.
"Really?"
"Yes."
"Did you fuck her?"
"Yep."
David gave me a high five.
TEN YEARS LATER
It was Christmas. I was twenty-five and she was twenty-four. I dropped the engagement ring in her stocking. I ran over to the CD player and played "More Than a Woman" by Bee-Gees. She walked outside our bedroom, wearing a beautiful set of lingerie.
"Merry Christmas." I said.
"You too baby." Sara said. She kissed me.
She was looking at the glittering Christmas tree and at all the presents. Sara also noticed a piece of paper:
"Sara, I love you. Check your stocking." - Rob
She slowly stepped over to her stocking- to find the ring. She screamed at the top of her lunchs and jumped.
"What is it?" I smiled.
"It's a ring!!" She hopped into my arms.
"I'll be the future Mrs. Hartwood!"
"Yep. My blushing, beautiful bride!"
She whispered,
"Let's make a baby."
I looked into her eyes and her eyes were wet from tears.
"Of course." I smiled.
"Born to Run" began to play as I carried her to the bed. It's weird, this time feels so much different- different from that Saturday night. After we made love, we kissed.....
"Mr. Hartwood would like to say a few words..."
The wedding was beautiful. Our daughter, Mary, sat in a pew with my mother. David was my best man. Our wedding song was the song that played when I proposed....
"Rob, you shouldn't drink right now." David said. I was drunk...
ONE YEAR LATER
Sara, Mary, and I were driving to a family picnic. Mary was two, I was twenty seven, and Sara was twenty six. As we drove, I gave Mary her bottle, and a kiss for Sara. I smiled.
"OH CHRIST!!!" Sara screamed. Another car was charging at us head-on. We crashed.
When I woke up, the car was upside-down. Sara and Mary were dead...
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Chapter Four
It was Sara and Mary's funeral. I was in shock- tears pouring out of my eyes in a black suit.
"Let us pray for the dearly departed." The priest said.
"Mr. Hartwood would like to say a few words."
I got up and stepped over to their caskets.
"My wife Sara and my daughter have died. They now reside in Heaven. .I believe that both of them were actual angels- personally sent by God. I met my wife when I was fifteen. They were my life; my soul. Now that they're gone, I have no soul. I cannot live properly or not at all. Thank you."
I walked over to the bar.
"Eight shots of Everclear please."
David walked up to me.
"I don't think you should be drinking right now Rob."
I drank all of them without stopping.
"One more please." I slurred.
I took the last shot into our car and turned it on. "Imagine" played. I toasted to Sara and Mary and floored it out of there- and I drove straight into traffic.
THE END.
Best answer:
Answer by aperson
It feels like i'm reading a list. Like, a summary of events. Its awkward. Also, that dialogue is so CHEEZY. I actually cringed when i read "let's make a baby."
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