Key Word – Independence or Independence Day Word Limit – 237 (exactly!) Forbidden Word – Fireworks (check) Extra Credit – Put the action on July 5
She looked at the parking lot full of cars, people mingling around and through them to get to the doors of the church. All that polyester and wool. Men and women held tightly by conformity. So put together.
She looked down at her own formal attire. The expected white dress, simple and unimpressive….just like Michael.
How had she let it get this far? The unspoken words screamed in her head, and she began to feel more and more confined by the whole thing.
Suddenly she felt suffocated by the satin and taffeta. She reached back into the unassuming black car that had brought her here, grabbed the bottle of champagne meant for afterwards, and only one glass.
She took them with her to the grassy area behind the church, took off the dress, hung it on a limb, and walked towards a shady area behind a rock by the stream.
Stretched out on the damp green, she felt it cool beneath her bare skin, and felt as if she could breathe again.
Michael would never understand this side of her. He’d spend his whole life trying to cover her up.
She popped the cork, and let the champagne bubble over into her lap, holding it there, between her thighs until it settled and began to trickle through.
She needed to be with someone who wanted to taste that, not mop it up with a napkin.