Arrival~Flash Fiction


Nervous would not be the accurate word to describe just how I was feeling. We had driven twelve hours to New Orleans and with too many coffees in me, I was hyped up, I had never been to a hotel with a man especially not a nice hotel like this one. Huge rooms and wide balconies impressed me as very extravagant. Here we were and there was no turning back now.


I remember the first time that I shared that I was a virgin and intended to remain that way until I was married. Joe looked at me like I had spoken in an alien tongue. “Why?”, was all he could manage. I smiled remembering how confused he was. After a short prayer, I told him of my beliefs about the sacredness of each human body. That they were gifts to each other and that I wanted mine to be a special one.


A year later, and here we were ready to start our lives together and although that made me nervous, I was ready. I knew that the wait would be worth it… “What? This is not a motel. This is a madam’s house!” I declared in shock.


© Carol Campbell


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Published by: writersdream9

I have been writing all my life but for the most part, it has been a secret. My parents did not believe writing was a good way to earn money so I hid my poems. Then one day, I wanted to comment on an essay that a friend had written and found myself with a blog. That quiet whisper inside said, "You can write your poetry and no one will ever know.". I knew nothing of followers and the like at that time. So, here I am trying to learn my craft and enjoying every moment of it. My personal details are, I'm 57, married for 39 years, have one grown son who is God's gift to us and last but not least at all, I'm a Baha'i which basically means that I love all humanity.

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