I knew there was something wrong when I arrived at my fiancee’s house and saw the feast laid out on the table. The rows of gleaming cars might have tipped me off, but I’d been so happy to get back home after two long years at sea that I didn’t notice. I’d wanted to surprise her. I was the one who ended up with the shock.
She was marrying another man. I deserted the navy for nothing.
This post is a combination of The Daily Post prompt, which today is Feast, and the Tuesday Use It In A Sentence prompt by the lovely Stephanie, whose word of the week is Desert.
5 thoughts on “Dry Landing”
Ouch. That’s quite a nasty surprise. I bet she was all, “Oh! Uh, welcome home…”
It would be kind of awkward, eh? 😛
It sure would!
Ouch… That hurt.
I felt for him. A nasty surprise indeed 😦
i wonder if this could still happen now a days in the age of internet and social postings.