Bride and Groom
by Tina Barry
At the flea market where we buy candles shaped like fairies and soap that wafts patchouli sits a man in a wheelchair. He wears an old black tux, shiny at the elbows, and his gray hair has been styled and sprayed into a fragile tornado. On his lap sits a Chihuahua wearing a bridal outfit—veil and all. No one seems to notice the couple, except us. We can't stop staring at them staring into each other's eyes, so much in love.
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Author's Note
This is part of a longer piece broken into short vignettes based on two months in Woodstock, NY. The story is posted in this week's 52/250, theme "Animal Behavior". Thanks Michelle and John.
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Love it.
Thanks James. I'm glad you love it and thanks for the star!
Marvelous imagery, Tina - "On his lap sits a Chihuahua wearing a bridal outfit—veil and all." Nice piece.
Thanks, Sam, for your words of praise and for the star!
The visual details are beautiful, as is the story they tell. *
Thank you, Kim. I'm so glad you found the details and story beautiful.
This is splendid. So much in so few words. How love opens eyes when nobody else notices, and so much more.
Thank you, Beate, for the insightful read, and for the star!
"fragile tornado"
Excellent detail!
Thank you, Bill.
Stunning little story. Read it first on 52/250 and like it here as much, if not better!
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Thank you again, Susan, for the compliment and the star!
Sweet.The 'fragile tornado" alone is worth the price admission.
Thanks, Carol.I'm glad you like that description. Thanks for the star, too!
A series of these? Oh, boy! Fave.
Thanks for digging up "Bride & Groom," Jack. Glad you like it.