Status: ongoing
Duffle Bag Blues
I.
Opal stared down at the black rose in her hand. She couldn't believe her sister had set her up on a blind date, or that the date was at an amusement park.
She hated roller-coasters.
But she was already here. And Parker was, at least, attractive. Opal looked up from the strange choice of flower to watch her date standing at the ticket office. He turned away from the clerk's window and stumbled right into a trash can, knocking it over with a loud clunk. Parker righted the can and chuckled bashfully. Opal approached him.
"Ready?"
She sighed inwardly. "Sure."
She hated roller-coasters.
But she was already here. And Parker was, at least, attractive. Opal looked up from the strange choice of flower to watch her date standing at the ticket office. He turned away from the clerk's window and stumbled right into a trash can, knocking it over with a loud clunk. Parker righted the can and chuckled bashfully. Opal approached him.
"Ready?"
She sighed inwardly. "Sure."