A Silly Romance Story

Time for Friday Fictioneers! Hosted by our gracious leader, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, author of the blog, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields – Addicted to Purple.

PHOTO PROMPT Copyright Melanie Greenwood
A Silly Romance Story

“This picture was taken on a very special day. Ricky told me to go through the labyrinth to get to the gazebo and he had a surprise waiting for me. I was so excited! I knew what it was and I had hoped for this moment for the past six months.”

“Tell me about the labyrinth. Was it easy to get through?”

“It took me ten minutes, but finally I made it to the end. I wanted to get to the gift that awaited me.”

“Tell me what it was, I think I might know.”

Sighing heavily, “A promise ring.”

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100 words not counting title.

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88 thoughts on “A Silly Romance Story

  1. I could sense her anticipation, and I bet she was disappointed!
    From what I’ve heard, the ‘promise ring’ is a thorn in many a person’s eye who want the real thing. On the other hand though, it can be a sweet gesture that one day it will happen.

  2. But hopefully a promise ring is better than no ring at all? Judging by the sigh I think our narrator has a long wait ahead of her. It would be fun to read more about this woman and the hesitant Ricky and find out if she gets more than a promise ring!

  3. This is a cute and funny story, I can see it as a romantic comedy. I imagine this lady walking through the labyrinth so excited and eager. Then wanh-wanh-wannnhhhhh! πŸ˜‰

    Maybe he just didn’t want her to be able to figure it out that easily and he REALLY surprises her later. πŸ˜€

    Nicely done.

  4. Is it impossible to write a romance that goes well AND entertains? I’m going to have a go for valentine’s day.

    Didn’t get the big sigh (good? bad?) until the promise ring thing was explained. Like saying I’m sort of serious but I’m hedging my bets… No wonder she sighed.
    An entertaining read.
    MJL πŸ™‚

  5. Well, darn. No engagement ring. I feel her keen disappointment. But, on the other had, if the maze took only 10 minutes to navigate, I guess it wasn’t too heavy a price to pay for what is at least a promise of an engagement.

  6. Great story. It works well whether you know what a promise ring is (I didn’t) or not. I took it that as this was her telling a story past that in the time that had elapsed between getting the ring (with a promise of a wonderful future life together) that life hadn’t quite gone the way she had thought it promised on receiving it. Having read the comments and now knowing that there is such a ring I too would be slightly angered at receiving it, particularly with the romance of the labrynth to negotiate to get it.

  7. Such a cute little romance πŸ™‚ Look how the sun ray puts a bling on that teeny diamond chip…It was probably a big deal for Ricky – so carefully planned. Maybe the sigh is because – looking back – he’s the one she let get away.
    Ellespeth

  8. When I was young, instead of promise rings there were class rings exchanged, and class pins and fraternity pins given. I don’t know if you’re familiar with this, but when your boyfriend (steady) gave you his class ring, you wound string or tape on it so it fit. He wore yours on his little finger. I’m probably severely dating myself with that information. πŸ˜€ Well done. πŸ™‚ — Suzanne

    • Haha! That’s what I remember too. The boys gave us their class rings and we wore them as a necklace. Some of the boys would give their girlfriends their Letterman’s Jacket to wear. I always wanted to get a Letterman’s Jacket, but never did. Yes, and they would wear our rings on their little fingers. I had forgotten about the girl’s class rings being given to the boy to wear.

      • That’s right. Some of the girls did wear the boy’s ring on a chain. I also now remember the girl’s wearing the boy’s Letterman Jackets. I think those things were a lot more fun than a promise ring. Neither of my kids even bought a class ring in high school or college. My brother bought a college class ring years after he graduated because it was The University of Virginia and he said it meant something to the people he worked with. I never bought a colege ring. Memories, memories. πŸ™‚

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