Saturday, 7 April 2012

Because She Believed


Writing project: - My friend Runcil chose five words and a name, which I had to incorporate in a short story, it is short indeed. JThe name:-Reah,, the words:- umbrella, terrace, trains, creation, whisky
                                     Because She Believed
             Reah was certain, if she did fall for a man it would require him to smell of whiskey. Not strongly, of course but a worthy whiff was always a welcome. Men who smelled like men were unfamiliar to her, the perfumed ones seemed to keep their distance but those who smelled of the brown beverage were just about right.
             Her mind wandered, following the scent of her childhood, leading her to the scent of her father, she thought of how he was always unshaven and drunk when he kissed her, how once, he tried passing off "The Trains of the World" as a bedtime story, how with whiskey breath he would whisper in her ear to keep away from the terrace. He spent his life trying to keep her away from drunken men, when he passed away it was then that he truly succeeded. After his death, Reah remembered feeling like an umbrella bent in the wind, wondering if she would regain her poise when it ceased to blow. The wind did die down and with it a tiny portion of her being. She believed for it to be revived, it would require the love of the Makers hairier creation, so she waited for a man who smelled of whiskey.
         Because she believed a sober man was incapable of loving her.

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