A Hokie Knight

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A Hokie Knight

Sure, it was a little hokie.

It’s not something every girl’s knight-in-shining-armor would do.

But Amelia knew I was not the normal- kinda knight when we started dating.

I placed our meals on the tray. The family-sized fries, two burgers, and house ketchup, were all carefully arranged. I meticulously folded extra-large napkins around the reason for the night. Amelia had no idea that her early-acceptance letter had been delivered in the afternoon mail.

Throwing the serving towel over my left shoulder, I aligned our tray of food upon my fingers and headed to our booth.

Tonight would change our lives.

Written for Flash Fiction for the Practical Practitioner: Week #10. 


5 thoughts on “A Hokie Knight

  1. Fun. Celebrating in a hokie way…and playing the hokey pokey – you put your right arm out (and you slap her acceptance letter in her hand) and she turns herself about (clap, clap) that’s what it’s all about!

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