“The petroglyphs told the story of an unusual event”. wrote Professor Lovelot . What he didn’t know that it was a common event through history, one his son Matt was initiating right now with his girl-friend Kate on his iPhone.
Matt and Kate text each other:
u r 6Y :-*
u r 7K >-)
420 2NTE ?
Matt comes from a long line of lovers, following in the footsteps of his great-great-grand-father, Matthew ,who in the 1800s wrote to his lady-love:
It with pleasure that I write to the fairest lady amongst all..blah ..blah..blah…….I wish to float with you amongst the clouds. I recently came into possession, from a rather seedy sailor I am afraid to note, a herb that claims to help us fly…..blah blah …Nothing can stop us, even that painful thorn in the rear side, that is your father….blah blah ….
Your slave in love,
Before vowels and consonants….Matthew the very first, etched in rock a similar message to his Neanderthal-love.
The rough translation for Matt and Kate’s text message exchange would go something like this , say if they were talking over a land-line, tethered to their kitchen walls in the 1980s.
“You are sexxxxxxxxy”, Matt makes kissing noises.
“You are sick “, Kathy stops him making an evil face at the phone.
“What did you say? “, Matty mock threatens Kathy and adds in a pious voice “I’m an angel”
“Friends”, Kathy declares peace to their mock fight.
“Let’s get high tonight”, Matty gets down to business.
“Which location”, Kathy inquires
“At my home”
“Parents are in the room”, Kathy says under her breath.
“Parents are a pain the a$$$$$”, Matty sings
The about 150+ word above story was in response to ‘Monday’s finish the story’ flash fiction challenge. This unique flash fiction challenge provides a new photo each week, and the first sentence of a story. The challenge is to finish the story using 100-150 words, not including the sentence provided. Details are available here: