Writing at the Ledges  | Mid-Michigan Authors & Poets

May/14

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Stolen Kisses – A Story

A few months ago, the group had a good time writing to the prompt of “Stolen Kisses.”  This short fiction piece from Lori Hudson made everyone smile.

hersheys-chocolate-marshmallow-kisses

“Get out of my office!” I screeched at Betty Westhouse, who jumped, tossed a message on my desk and scurried toward the door.

She cast me a wary glance as she edged by, and I glared at her.  Did she have something in her hands?  No, she was clean.

I went to my desk and surveyed by belongings.  Everything in place.

Then a noise made me turn and look behind me.  There was Joe Benny, a terrified look on his thin face.

“What are you doing?” I bellowed.

“Um – emptying the trash?” answered Joe, holding up a black plastic bag.

“Hiding while you do it?” I snapped.

“Well, no,” he stammered.  “I was in the…” He gestured over his shoulder at the broom closet.

I gritted my teeth.

“Everybody out! Out, out, out! This is not a public gathering place!”

Joe dropped the bag and ran.

Quiet at least.  And alone at last?  I looked around.  Yes – alone.  I sighed and sat down, gazing at the little china chest by the blotter.

Then I slid it toward me, my hands trembling.  Reverently, I took off the lid, reached inside, and pulled out a beautiful, beautiful Hershey’s kiss.  I unwrapped it and set the chocolate on my tongue – so sweet, so smooth.

What if they had been stolen? It was a prospect too terrifying to contemplate.

 

©2014 Lori Hudson

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