I stare at the letter on the counter a moment more before rushing outside and looking up. My hands fly to my mouth and tears fill my eyes. I whip out my phone and dial the number I know so well as quickly as I can.
It only takes two rings before he picks up. “Oh my gosh, Charlie! Yes, yes, a thousand times yes! I will marry you! Oh, I must be the luckiest woman in the world! You are just so romantic!”
There’s a pause. Then, “Hello, this is Natalie Hopkins, Charlie Marke’s girlfiend. I think we need to talk.”
For a moment, I’m frozen, my wide eyes staring unseeing at the words written in the sky, my mouth gaping without my consent. But then my jaw snaps shut and my eyes narrow.
“Yes, that sounds like a wonderful idea.”
*Note: Yet another flash fiction I’ve written, this one based on a skywriting prompt. Skywriting is basically just when people fly a plane in a pattern while trailing smoke-cloud-stuff behind them to write words. It’s usually used for bigger events and occasions.
For example, skywriting might be used for a marriage proposal.
That’s partially where the inspiration for this comes from. The other part comes from the song that was stuck in my head when I wrote this: “Two Black Cadillacs” by Carrie Underwood.
I admit it could have been better, but I don’t think it’s too bad.
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