Details
By Deborah J Lindsey
They seemed the perfect
couple. He was the star quarterback and
she was head cheerleader. They were
sweethearts all their early school days and now into their Senior year they
talked of a future life together.
Everyone assumed they would be married at some point.
Cupid watched them with
happy interest. These were his best work
and he often boasted to his fellows about them every chance he got.
“You’ve put no work into
them!” His fellows chided him. “You
haven’t picked up your bow in many moons and I wonder where your arrows might
be?” He just laughed and said his
matches were always perfect, they didn’t need any work. He saw no need to arrange and plan and putter
about with this and that. Let others
weary and worry with pesky details. Wasn’t he
“Cupid of the year” ten
years in a row? He lay back on his
cloud and closed his eyes for a nap.
He slept for a long time
as cupids are known to do. When he
awoke, the sweetest day of the year was fast approaching. His first thoughts
were of his “perfect couple”.
They were not so easy to
find and sadly, due to his failed attention to details, the couple was not a
couple anymore. The lovely romance had sputtered
and died. It was the little things-the
details. Those smiles and sweet favors,
and loving kindness that are so important had dwindled away and soon vanished
entirely. It was too late. Cupid
sighed. Even he couldn't bring them together.
C Copyright February, 2017 by Deborah J Lindsey
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