Paper Days

Photo credit @JellicoStation

Paper Days
By T. Delaplain

You folded the fuselage into a triangle then tightened the binder paper into a nose. You licked a finger and raised it to the sky; a northern breeze, good visibility. Precise dirt smudged creases, torn into perfect straight lines, you fashioned the wings to maximize lift.

“A fan tail?” I suggested.
“Girls,” you shook your head, “No.”
Rushing the launch, you cocked your arm, took aim and let it soar.
“Jump on,” you roared. We raced the wind, me on the handle bars and you at the helm. I felt your lips brush my shoulder and we were both breathless.

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A 102 word story about fragile young love and paper planes. Oh to be twelve again when all things were possible. We were pilots and princesses, fireman and doctors. Let your imagination soar and join us at Friday Fictioneers.

34 thoughts on “Paper Days

  1. A beautiful image of childhood glee. loved it. ๐Ÿ™‚ โค

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  2. michael1148humphris

    Beautiful image of childhood. Thanks for the memories recalled.

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  3. that captures the atmosphere so well, Tracey

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  4. Dear Tracey,

    Delightful snippet of coming of age. So well written I forgot I was reading.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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  5. This line ~ Precise dirt smudged creases ~ brought a tear. Reminder of childhood gone? Wanting to have a “do over” with someone special? Well done, my dear. And the title is spot on!

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  6. LOVED this! I’m grinning ear to ear.

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  7. A great way to celebrate the prompt. Magical, almost.

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  8. This brought back memories of early flirtations and a crush on a red-haired girl. Breathless was the perfect word choice.

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  9. I could feel the magic …. and the breathlessness ๐Ÿ™‚

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  10. Fun and freedom. Lovely!

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  11. Life Lessons of a Dog Lover

    So much magic in this story. His lips brushed her shoulder, I felt her tingle in response.

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  12. oh yes, to be young again… i loved the way you laid out this story. simply beautiful.

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  13. Just a breath away from a kiss.

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  14. This is lovely – you express such innocent happiness very well.

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  15. That’s a wonderful story, the excitement when childhood changes into something else.

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  16. Thanks for the ride, Tracey! I love this. The last two lines are just perfect. Racing the wind, indeed. That’s a reason to do your childhood all over again.

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