Friday, August 23, 2013

Lost Without You

Here is my entry for Rebekah Postupak's Flash!Friday competition! This week we get 240-260 words to work with. My entry came in at 257 words. Here's the photo prompt:

"Where Next," painting by Edward Frederick Brewtnall (1846 - 1902). Public domain.

I had tons of fun writing it! Enjoy! :)

Lost Without You


“Charles, you’ve dropped a little dollop of butter on your trousers, just there.” Catherine leaned toward him and pointed.

“Caty dear, you’re not even looking at the map! I was thinking of following the river to here.” Charles reached around and hugged her shoulder closer to him as he flipped the large map in half and pulled it toward them.

“But, Charles, you can’t go anywhere in such a state.” Catherine pulled out her handkerchief and wiped gently on his thigh. “Oh, dear. It’s left a stain.”

“Then follow this valley north to-”

“Charles,” Catherine interrupted. “Did you hear me?”

“Confound it all, Caty, no one will notice a small grease stain on my trouser leg. Especially where we are going.” He batted her hand away.

Catherine pulled her hand back, lower lip quivering, eyes pained.

“Now, Caty, there’s no need to cry. We’re going to make history today!”

“In stained trousers? Is that the impression you want to make?” She stood and turned from him, clutching the handkerchief to her breast.

Charles stood and rested his hands on her shoulders, “Catherine, Dearest, I shall put on new trousers. Please don’t be upset. You’re right, details matter. I should’ve remembered that.” He turned her around to face him. “Is that all?”

She looked down at the handkerchief in her hands. “It’s just that- Well- Sometimes I wonder if you even need me anymore. You always have your head in one of your maps.”

“Oh, Catherine, maps help me find my way, but I’d be lost without you.”