Daily Prompt: Punctured Tire On Elsie’s Wedding Day

Author’s Note: Time for a completely unlikely scenario.  😀  Like, this is never going to happen scenario.

Elsie Vansing sped down the road in her souped up Mustang convertible.

Today was May 21.

The day she had been awaiting for too long. It had finally arrived.

And she was running late.

And her wedding gown didn’t fit quite right.

It’s all those hamburgers Hildreth has been making me eat.

It’s all his fault.

I don’t know why my mother insisted on us getting married in Pinkerlee. They have a perfectly nice church in Havaton.

Ploom! Her front tire exploded into rubber shreds.

Elsie clenched her teeth and pulled over to the side of the road. She got out of the car in her wedding dress and went to fetch the spare tire.

There was no spare tire.

She stared at the blank spot where the tire was supposed to be.

“Okay. This is doable. I’ll call Hildreth. Have him pick me up.” She pulled out her phone.


Dead phone.

No charger.

No spare tire.

And there was no one else on the road.

She shrugged. “Fine. I’ll walk.”

And so she abandoned her car.


She was half-way to Pinkerlee when the clouds scooted on in. They grew thick and dark and ominous.

Elsie held her head with pride and determination. “I will make it to the church on time.”

And the rain came down in buckets and sheets.

It melted the hairspray holding her hairstyle in God’s good order. Her hair plastered against her skin. Her mascara cascaded in black torrents down her face. Her drenched gown stuck to her body. The hem of her gown attracted every bit of dirt and mud and burrs. Even though she was walking on the road, her dress attracted burrs. Somehow.

Hysteria slowly built up inside her chest as the rain came down harder and harder. She wanted to throw herself down and just give up.

She wanted to sob out her misery and drown in it.

A peach Mini Cooper pulled up next to her.

She gloomed a look at the driver.

He smiled at her. “Hello, Elsie.”

Her mouth dropped open. “Ambrose.”

“You look like you need a ride.” His smile grew. “You look like you need a lot more than that.”


“You gonna get in?”

She opened the door and got into the car. Her gaze traveled all over his face, his neck, his arms.

“Elsie.” He stroked the sopped hair away from her face.

That was all the encouragement she needed. She threw her wet dressed self at him and kissed him.

He wrapped his arms around her. His hands moved up into her hair. “Elsie.”

She eventually released him and returned to her seat.

“Well. Where should I take you?”

She smiled love at him. “Wherever you want to go, I’ll go with you.”


via Daily Prompt: Puncture


2 thoughts on “Daily Prompt: Punctured Tire On Elsie’s Wedding Day

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s