Curio

Paul was not at all sure about going to Anna’s sister’s wedding. Primarily, he had to go to support Anna, but he had private doubts about meeting all her family in one fell swoop. However, he had been seeing Anna, off and on, for almost six months, and her family certainly knew of him, despite nobody ever having met. It was high time.

Anna had gone on ahead, and rather than just going home after work on the Friday evening, Paul had tubed into central London, to catch the train from Victoria down to Lewes. To ease him in gently, Anna had met him on arrival, and had fed him at Pizza Express before taking him home to meet her mother and father. Also present were Anna’s rather dippy sister, and her even dippier fiancé, who was permitted to visit the house that evening purely so he could finally meet the mysterious Paul. At first glance, this couple seemed made for each other.

At the ceremony the next day, Paul stood in his morning suit, with Anna just a few yards away, looking resplendent in her bridesmaid’s dress. He closed his eyes, smiled to himself, and wondered “how did I get into this escapade?”.

for Fandango’s One Word Challenge (FOWC) of 5th August 2020, escapade.


I’ve written a background to these characters, in the posts below.

Author: Mister Bump UK

Formerly Stroke Survivor UK. Designed/developed IT systems for banks, but had a stroke in 2016, aged 48. Returned to developing from home, plus do some voluntary work. Married, with a grown-up, left-home daughter.

12 thoughts on “Curio”

  1. Ugh, what a nightmarish way to meet a family. However, I guess it gets it over with in one fail swoop. Nice of her to fill your stomach with pizza first…lol Thanks to the heavens this was just a story…I think.

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