Photo by Victoria Art on pixabay
Timmy waited outside the Girl’s Entrance, his tummy all a flutter. His hands, still damp from their unaccustomed washing, were jammed deep into his pocket.
The rest of her class were out. Where was she? Ah! Here she comes, golden curls in disarray, huge brown eyes bright and alive. Though she walked alone, she was smiling.
“Janey,” he said. “Will you marry me?” And he pulled from his pocket the green plastic ring he’d found in his Jamboree Bag that morning.
She scrunched her nose. “Yes.”
86 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Jamboree
crispina kemp 
Aww, so adorable
LikeLike
Sweet
LikeLike
What a fantastic tale. 😊
LikeLike
Great story and a perfect picture to accompany it!
LikeLike
Awwww! I will not show this to a five-year-old I know, who already claims that she and her ‘boyfriend’ from preschool will ‘soon’ be married and have A LOT of children … 😉
LikeLike
That is simply adorable! Especially the scrunched nose part!
LikeLike
Very sweet
LikeLiked by 1 person
My first fiancee. He didn’t last log
LikeLike
aaaw! So very sweet, Crispina.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you. Life was sweet back in the day 😊
LikeLiked by 1 person
Love it.
So cute.
LikeLiked by 1 person
And so true. The innocence of childhood 😊
LikeLike
This is so sweet, well done Crispina.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you, Keith 😊😊😊
LikeLiked by 1 person
I’m glad it went well for Timmy. It could have gone quite badly. 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
No, the *badly* came a few months later when I dumped him for his cousin (he was a year older!) 😊
LikeLiked by 1 person
Oops.
LikeLike