The table was set. Crystal clear and inviting.
He had ordered her favorite flowers. Pink and delicate like her lips.
His coat…her hat, the details fell into place.
Her bare leg teased him. He shivered when she whispered,
"Only red shoes worn underneath my dress."
The napkin unfolded, he held his dessert.
The waiter was not part of his plan.
Every picture tells a story. How does this one end?
Tell me in the comment section I'll pick three juicy ones tomorrow and send a romantic sachet!
Photo: A watercolor for sale at the local French antique shop down the road.
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14 responses to “A Tale of Romance”
Can I be bad this time? I would like to dive into the history… LOL So …
She asked for clogs to walk outside. He would not mind to reveal just in the corner of the room but decided to be galant. He offered his hand snd off they went into the darkness of the stinking garden… High clogs were really helpful as they kept the tiny atlas shoes off the ground… She found a clean spot on the lawn and he helped to lift the dress higher…
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The fact. The custom at Fontainebleau was to wait until dusk and then make for a lawn outside. Here lords, ladies and the Swiss Guard would assemble, each trying to ignore the other and get on with his or her business. The pretty walks became unwalkable. (An Irreverent and Almost Complete Social History of the Bathroom, Frank Muir, 117)
Och, the romance of the Romantic era!
(Sorry! LOL)
She said,
“You can be my friend with benefits.”
He said,
“That’s like a mistress right?”
She said,
“Yeah just with more sexting.”
He said,
“But I want you to be in a corset and garter belt.”
She said,
“But I just did my Brazilian wax for you yesterday!”
He said,
“Oh Okay. It’s all good, my darling.”
She said,
“Dude I heart you.”
Oh Joanna made me laugh and Ann educated me – you have the best comments 🙂
I was thinking it would end on top of that table with everything else on the floor but that seemed a little R rated so then I thought it would end when his wife walked in THEN I read Joanna’s and decided to leave this one to the experts 🙂
He ordered the the chicken fried steak with a half order side of biscuits and gravy. Then it dawned on him….that it was Monday, with the all you can eat rubarb pie dessert special!
hahahah gotta love this guy. Your such a guy!!!
The red shoes tell it all. The secrets of their romance. Oh why did the waiter have to come and interfere in this tryst? Will we meet again, somewhere without a waiter, where the two of us can be alone to savor the moment more thoroughly.
“Darling, did you bring your credit card?”
But the waiter waited in the back ground knowing all. He knew they didnt belong together and he was here to tell all. Soon yes too soon the husband would know what she had been doing while he was out of town and she would be ruined.
The waiter saw them and knew what was afoot. Claude had been there the evening before with Babette, the sister of the coquette, Francoise. Francoise wanted everything and everyone her sweet sister loved, including Claude. Francoise set her plan into motion, to steal Claude away. Earlier in the day, she had sent a message to Claude to meet her to discuss a surprise party for Babette. Little did Claude know, the surprise was to be Babette finding the two of them at the cafe.
The waiter saw Babette enter. What should he do? Should he warn Claude? The waiter secretly loved Babette, but did not want her heart broken. What to do? …….
He ordered the best champagne. The waiter poured, then disappeared. “Happy anniversary, my love”, he said. They sipped and he smiled. Her eyes said it all. “Let’s skip the dessert”, he said.
well, the poor waiter was actually the young lover of the wealthy duchess whose heart was instantly shattered when he realized how his love for her was just one in a string of admirers…
Cinderella had told Marie< " a new pair of shoes can change your life happily-ever-after". And so it was!
The man is also the waiter’s lover, and he is shocked as he enters the room.
Why create an ending??? Brother Mathew wins!