“Carla, why do you keep going to the window?  Are you expecting someone?”

“Yes.  Bobby.”

“Bobby?  You mean the guy you’re supposed to be dating but who hasn’t been around to see you lately?”

“Maybe he’s busy.”

“Busy doing what?”

“What do you have against him, Sophia?”

“Nothing but I’m concerned that he doesn’t intend to marry you and that he’s just stringing you along.”

“He isn’t stringing me along.  And he’ll propose when he’s ready.”

“I hope so.”

The doorbell rang.  “It’s him!”  Excited, Carla ran to the door, flinging it open.  She froze. “Bobby?”

“It’s Father Morelli now.”

100 Words

This post is for the Friday’s Fictioneers hosted by  Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.  You can find this week’s prompt here. To read other stories or to participate, click here.

19 thoughts on “Bobby

  1. Oh my goodness, was not expecting that twist. Bobby has a life of serving God in mind instead of a wedded life with her. What a disappointment for Carla 😦 Creative take on the prompt.

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