Kort Verhaal: Valentine’s Day

Dit korte verhaal heb ik drie jaar geleden geschreven, toen ik nog single was. Bren en ik zijn ruim twee jaar samen. Dit verhaal is een reminder aan iedereen dat de dingen niet altijd zo lopen als we zouden willen. Zoals Phil Collins zingt: “You can’t hurry love, you’ll just have to wait”. Ik wens jullie veel leesplezier met dit korte verhaal, weliswaar in het Engels, want dat blijft mijn favoriete taal, sorry 😉

Happy reading!
04 - Short Story - Valentine's Day
Today I wanted to surprise you. I know it’s cliché to do this on Valentine’s Day, but I’m a hopeless romantic, and I like to show it. Just before you went to sleep last night, I turned off your alarm. I had gone out of my way to ensure that you had the day off from work. I contacted your manager and told her I had a surprise in the works for you. I’m glad she allowed you a day off, because work had been busy lately and apparently there were others who wanted a day off on Valentine’s Day. This idea comforted me somehow. I wasn’t the only one who was going to give in to this commercially driven invention of a holiday.
I got up early to make you breakfast. Boiled some eggs, baked some croissants. Fresh orange juice. The works. Your reaction when I woke you up was golden. Of course it was well past time to get up for work. Your smile when I told you I managed to get you the day off from work was one I’ll never forget. We enjoyed breakfast, basking in the sunlight and listening to some easy tunes from a playlist I created for this moment. I had every detail worked out. It was perfection, like the ones you see in romantic movies.
We drove up to the beach and had a long stroll, discussing our lives, hopes and dreams. We sat by the beach house and had a small lunch. Then I took you to a nearby museum we had always wanted to visit, but never did for some reason. After the museum, we had a couple of drinks at a small café and then I took you out for dinner. I had made reservations at that Japanese restaurant you always tell me about. The one where they make your food at the table. It was possibly the best food I ever had.
When we finally made it back home we were too exhausted for anything else. We went to bed and you fell asleep in my arms. When you were lying there, and I was holding you I just couldn’t help but shake that one thought. You’re perfect in every conceivable way. It’s just too bad you’re from another nation. My imagination.
Copyright © 2020, Jeffrey Debris

One Comment on “Kort Verhaal: Valentine’s Day

  1. Jeffrey, Your short story, “Valentine’s Day,” holds up/never grows old! –Very nice! As with your trilogy, you like surprise endings, “It’s just too bad you’re from another nation. My imagination.” How about “from another planet”? That would blow people’s minds! “Another nation,” to me, sounds almost discriminatory or xenophobic. –I still like it! And it’s a high standard for you to deliver to Bren!!! Happy Valentine’s Day to you both. Phil

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