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Write a short story about someone searching for the perfect gift for their partner.

Posted in Romance on Jul 22, 2021

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The Ring

Submitted to Contest #19

“You must be kidding!” Chloe said. She looked around for support.Chloe stood behind the jewelry counter at Bloomies. Being a potential customer, she didn’t mind spending time with me. She still had hopes of selling me some extravagant gift for my wife, Heather.Chloe and Heather were best friends. She focused on me and gave me a very serious look. “Dan, I would not steer you wrong on this.”I interrupted, “Maybe on some things…”“…But not on this.” She smiled without humor. “If you value your marriage…”“Chloe, I know you think you are right. Bu...

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The Gift Shop

Shortlisted for Contest #19 ⭐️

Edgar Alan died in 1874, age ten, struck by the back-wheel of a horse drawn buggy. Some say the wheel found a deeper love within the strands of his burnt umber painted, feathery locks, and refused to part with them — for the wheel dragged him across the cobblestone by the knotted locks of his hair, forty-three feet past the starting mark before it finally let go. They say he painted the town red that night. The streaks of blood, splattered where he bounced, but painted beautiful straight lines down where he dragged. Crimson Valley, they call...

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Number One

Submitted to Contest #19

The Mart, New York City, New YorkShe walked the aisles, ocularly scouring each one, staring at every item, all the while knowing that it was none of these things she would leave with. She had decided before she had come what she was getting for her husband, but she played out the game anyway, knowing that the manager watched her intently through the surrounding video cameras. He was waiting to see what his next best-selling item would be.She pictured the manager in her mind, sweat beading on his forehead, nervously clasping and unclasping hi...

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A Story of Spun Yarn

Submitted to Contest #19

“Umm, do you have this in teal?” I asked holding up a light blue bundle of yarn. “Ooh, or maybe like a fuzzy teal? I don’t know what it’s called--arts and crafts really aren’t my thing--but like it has sort of these splintering-off threads on it? It puffs out more.” I tried to gesture with my hands. “God, I really don’t know what it’s called. Do you know what I’m talking about?” “Yeah, I think I do.” The employee answered. “We might have some in the back.” I exhaled, relieved. “Great, this is like the fifth AC Moore I’ve been to in the past ...

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The Murder by the Portrait.

Submitted to Contest #19

Mandy and Sam were in a four year relationship, thinking about marriage. This Christmas, Mandy wanted to give Sam something truly special. She had been looking for what seemed like forever. When she found a present that she thought was perfect, she wrote a letter to go with it. This is it: Dear Sam,A few days to Christmas, and I still don’t have your gift. I want to get you something you will never forget. One day, I was passing a Used Art Store. I had never heard of one of those before. My sensibilities intrigued, I went in. Inside the stor...

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What Can You Buy An Angel

Submitted to Contest #19

What can you buy an angel? I have a day to figure something out. I walk aimlessly around the crowded mall. Sure, I could go inside the jewelry store. It’s beckoning me inside with precious metals and sparkling jewels. That just won’t do. She is precious enough and her eyes sparkle brighter than any of the jewels in the window. How could they ever compare? My angel deserves better than that.I continue on my quest. The crowds are thick. I’m finding it difficult to walk through them. People are so rude and unsmiling. Why are they so a...

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The Right Gift

Submitted to Contest #19

He was so easy to love, both physically and emotionally. Rachel loved the feel of his body and the embrace of his arms. He was so easy to read – his face could not hide his feelings and he never made any attempt at disguise. He was what he was; he was who he was. Put plainly and simply, he was kind, thoughtful and gentle, and more intellectually able than he recognised, which gave him a self-deprecating attitude, usually enchanting and occasionally irritating. Rachel saw so many wonderful qualities in this one man, w...

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Three Gifts

Submitted to Contest #19

Dominic would love that, thought Anita, looking at the window display. He’s always saying he wishes he could find just the “right” case for his new phone. The funny thing was, Dominic, who had been her significant other since they met at a friend’s wedding in June, wasn’t a remotely fussy or picky man. If they were eating out he always said, “You choose,” and was just as happy with KFC as a smart little restaurant serving fusion food. He wasn’t scruffy, but made no secret about getting his clothes from the man’s range at ...

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Bliss in Chicago

Submitted to Contest #19

Bella cracked the egg and tossed the shell in the trash can with the rest of them, her fingers covered in the sticky goo. “Yech,” she said, wiping her fingers on the washcloth. The doorbell rang. Bella poked her head out to see if it was unlocked. “Come in!” she yelled.Tim walked in, also letting in a blast of chilly Chicago morningair. “Hey, Bella,” he said in his soft Australian accent that made Bella feel likethe world would never end.“Morning! Want some scrambled eggs and toast? I’ll start somebacon up,” Bella offered, kissing him.“Sure,...

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A Young Thing in Old Bones

Submitted to Contest #19

“Have any of those apples left? The big yellow ones?”  The young man across the counter opens his mouth to answer, but is cut short by the darting of the woman's eyes. The circles of foggy green springboard and ricochet off the walls of the farmer’s market, as if chasing a particularly petulant fly. The cashier’s gaze follows. Her finger thrusts past his cheek, yanking him back to attention.“Right that way!”“Ma’am?” He raises his eyebrows, glancing back to the rows of fruit crates. The woman’s thin lips quirk up...

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You are my gift

Submitted to Contest #19

"What a weary day?"Helen exausted almost trembling to keep another step. The entire day was a day of quest yup it was so as she had planned to buy an extraordinary present for her hubby. Mr. Orea is a middle aged man who was a workaholic spending 24×7 engaging in his business firm. Every night he used to be too weary than Helen looked at present. His involvement in work is rather the effect of his love on his family which he wish to cherish. A worn-out Helen was in a dilemma whether the present she bought for Orea would impress him or not. S...

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The Best Gift of All

Submitted to Contest #19

“Are we going to make it?” panted Geneva as they walked down the snow-strewn sidewalk. She and her best friend Hazel had been combing all the shops and stores of every street in the city to find a Christmas gift for Hazel's husband, and they had no success in finding the perfect gift for him.“Yes, I think so. Do your feet hurt? Mine’s do...” Hazel replied, clutching her handbag. She stopped and stared at her friend, who was busy rearranging her woolly mittens that were slipping off her numb hands. The winter this year was unbearable, and the...

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The Man with the Purple Scarf

Submitted to Contest #19

Bitter cold wind rushed down the streets and rattled frost-bitten trees. Ice-covered the dim streetlamps and rough roads. A few brave souls ventured out into the frigid winter wonderland to complete last-minute Christmas shopping. Their boots clomped and slipped on the slick sidewalks as they fought against the roaring winds.  A bright purple scarf flapped vigorously in the gale. Its yarn fingers reached for the snowflakes that were beginning to fall quite heavily. The naughty scarf succeeded in unwinding itself from its owner’s sh...

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He Who Left

Submitted to Contest #19

I wake up to darkness. My big bed I find empty and cold. It takes me a minute for the bliss of forgetting to fade, but I then I remember. I remember everything. The ache in my chest settles in, sinking into every nerve, every muscle, until my whole body groans with the weight of heartbreak. Every morning it’s the same. Forgetting. Remembering. And the throbbing pain. I don’t know if its too early to get out of bed and I don’t bother checking the clock. I want to stay wrapped tight in my sheets, protected from the sadness. I glance over ...

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Bonded

Submitted to Contest #19

Lucas didn’t care for going into the human domains. He had no strife with the humans but the villages and towns themselves. Having so many of them in one place. The bustling around nearly hurt his ears. Evesdale was a four-day run from his pack lands but he did not mind the journey as long as he got his spoils. When he was just outside the city, he headed to some bushes. He shifted into his human skin and cleaned himself up a bit. Evesdale was a port town. They saw many-a-folk from orcs to fae to elf. It wasn’t unheard of for shift...

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