“What the hell is that?”
Ages since I’d visited Trish’s Studio, I was sure she’d tell me the melted wax was some photography experiment- working on the play of light and perspective. It just looked like a fire hazard. My mom in my head, “Young lady you never fall asleep with a lit candle. It’s a recipe for disaster.”
“You don’t recognize it?” her Cheshire grin rising to the surface.
“Is that the love incantation candle you dragged me into the French Quarter for?” What a night that had been, “The night you met Eduardo.”
“Yep, still burning ” she winked.
Dear Dana – Great story and you are much, much smarter than I. Glad to know you! Nan 🙂
A love incantation candle! What a great idea. I’m off to New Orleans to get one. Wonderful story.
mysterious things found in the french quarter!
Good romantic story with a happy ending. Lovely and well written. 🙂
I’m a sucker for anything New Orleans… so a love incantation candle from the French Quarter wins my vote! Janet’s suggestions are good (she nails me every week!), but I really enjoyed the story as is, too, Dana. 🙂
It makes me wonder what happened the night Trish met Eduardo. Nice one.
I like the story and especially the part about it just looking like a fire hazard and her mom’s voice in her head. That seemed very real and down-to-earth. And the last line works perfectly.
This doesn’t work as well for me: “Ages since I’d visited Trish’s Studio, I was sure she’d tell me…” It seems like the first part needs to be its own sentence and then something like “It had been ages…” Then here, “What a night that had been, “The night you met Eduardo.”–What a night that had been! “The night you met Eduardo?” I think it would sound even better if you put the two quote together and then ended with “What a night that had been!”
Just my $.02 worth. 🙂
Well done! Creative piece.
Brilliant, I really enjoyed this – love the idea of a love incantation candle!
Great final line!
Ah.. yes there are candles we should leave burning… 🙂
Nicely done! 🙂