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Rated: 18+ · Book · Writing · #2332765

- a challenge - 52 short stories in 52 weeks...something must be worth reading, right?

#1094187 added July 27, 2025 at 3:18am
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Love Still Burns

         Mallory Sheen stared at the photo tucked inside her wallet, a wistful expression softening her features.

         How young they’d looked—him in dorky glasses, wearing a hideous pistachio-coloured, frilly tux. And her? Just as awkward in a borrowed wedding dress; her blonde hair so shellacked with hairspray it was a miracle nothing had caught fire.

         Suddenly, Annie, her co-worker, peered over her counter. There was a flicker of panic in her voice. “Phone call for you. I think I heard sirens in the background.”

         With a quick nod of permission from her boss, Mallory grabbed her coat and purse, mind racing with every horrible possibility that could involve sirens and her home.

         A heart attack?

         Collapsed on the kitchen floor, the medical alert triggered, the ambulance—oh God.

         And today of all days—

         By the time she pulled up to their street, Mallory was met with a nightmare: fire trucks, smoke, and the charred remains of one side of their house.

         What in the world?

         “Honey!” Steven called, stumbling toward her, covered in soot. Relief shone through the grime on his face. “You’re home!”

         “What the hell happened, Steve?” she gasped, throwing herself into his shaking arms.

         “A little accident,” one of the firefighters said with a sympathetic smile. “Too many candles.”

         Mallory blinked. “Too many…? Steve, what were you thinking?”

         Steven pouted like a guilty teenager. “I wanted to surprise my wife of fifty years with a romantic candlelit dinner. It’s our anniversary…” He glanced back at the scorched siding. “Guess I ruined it, huh?”

         The giggle escaped her before she could stop it. Shaking her head, she pulled him close and kissed his soot-smeared lips.

         “No, darling,” she murmured. “You just gave us one more memory. And I wouldn’t miss the next fifty years with you for anything.”





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Word Count: 300
Prompt: Write a story that includes the line: “What were you thinking?”


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