The White Dress

It reminded Markus of the time he and Melissa spent a day on Thuringer beach.
They had just started dating. She had trepidations about wearing a bikini in front of him, so she wore her white dress instead. They sat under the beach umbrellas sipping cocktails at midday. Slowly, their deckchairs crept closer toward each other until they became one by sundown. It had been ages since Markus felt unrestrained by conversation. He sensed the same was true of Melissa.
At some point she told him her early twenties were a blur of one disastrous relationship after another. It should have been a warning, but who looks at road signs when you’re cruising down a lost highway with the wind in your hair and music blaring, a gorgeous partner sharing your freedom in the seat beside you?
Later in the evening they had danced barefoot under the stars to a band playing traditional music from the Swartzwalz region. Neither Melissa nor he cared that he had no rhythm. Her dress on his skin, the salt in her hair, the accidental collisions of their hips were the only things that mattered to him. Each gesture she made carried with it a promise of magic. His entire body hummed with joy.
“You want a Pina Colada?” Wendy asked.
Markus glanced at her. She sat on a deckchair nearby in a white dress.
“You know what?” he asked. “Why don’t we see about a boat cruise?”

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14 thoughts on “The White Dress

  1. Team Oyeniyi

    Arrrrrrrrrr, yes. The damn road signs. Only a man who has experienced ignoring those road signs could write this so well. We all have done it at some time in our life, if we are old enough. Took me a while to learn to pay attention to those road signs – they are there for a reason!

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  2. Kay Camden

    Is the white dress symbolic? A future marriage? Even though it sounds like he’s still in love with his ex. I see that boat cruising into dangerous waters ahead.

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    1. screen_scribbla Post author

      “I see that boat cruising into dangerous waters ahead.” I really like the way you put that. Most poetic. Thanks for reading and commenting.

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  3. jenna

    You have me totally hooked with the “It should have been a warning but who looks at road signs…” Now I want to know what the deal is with this woman. I hope there’s more! Can’t wait to read it!

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  4. Val

    I like this little red herring: It should have been a warning, but who looks at road signs when you’re cruising down a lost highway with the wind in your hair and music blaring, a gorgeous partner sharing your freedom in the seat beside you? Oh yeah, you can’t hand us a juicy morsel like that and not continue this!

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