“What, Isla? What did I do?” Peter stared into her eyes; if his were not close to tears themselves, they at least reflected hers.
Isla sniffed. She felt the lines of wet on her face, the dryness of her lips, the misery of her soul. Surely, she thought bitterly, He knows what he did.
Peter felt clueless. All I said was that people never forget their first girlfriend, he mused, Just because Stella said, “Hi…” He looked at Isla’s splotchy face. Maybe a comforting smile would help.
Isla burst into fresh tears. “I -I -I -gave you my heart!”
Conversationally considered for Carrot Ranch‘s prompt this week: The Greatest Gift.
September 12, 2019, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that includes the greatest gift. Answer it as if it were a question, or show what it could be. Go where the prompt leads you!
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Chel Owens 
Does that ring bells or what!!!
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😀 Only in some belfries.
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BTW, when my wife or girlfriend said, “You know what you did”, I’d reply, “Yes, but I don’t think YOU know, so explain it to me”
It never works.
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No, never does. 😀 I think the advice is to say, “I’m sorry.”
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No, that didn’t work…
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Surprise twist: Ilsa is a ghost who died in a crash and haunts Peter, who received her heart as an organ donation.
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😀 Now you’re talking!
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A bit of romance genre here, so maybe it ends happily!
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I’m sure it’s just one of many conversations they’ll have. 🙂
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