Ginger and Fred still live.
That is, Ginger Rodgers and Fred Astaire for you youngsters…
Lillie McFerrin posts a “Five Sentence Fiction” prompt.
This week it is: SHADOWS
The Senior Center Dances
William smiled as he looked forward to seeing Rose every Wednesday afternoon at the senior center without her husband Hardee being there; though William was also ashamed of how his anticipation stirred so many pleasing emotions he had not felt for so many years.
Aside from Hardee being a gloomy sort, a sourpuss, Rose loved to dance and Hardee would never offer to take her out on the dance floor.
William was always ready to oblige her, and would, in the grandest manner he could muster, try to sweep her off her feet after bowing to her, offering his hand in escort, and complimenting her on how wonderful she looked that day and every Wednesday.
She would whisper in his ear, “You dance as divinely as Fred” to which he would breathe the word “Ginger” slowly back into her ear, and she’d shiver and coo “ooh” like the loving dove she would transform into.
He would walk her out when the dance had ended, parting ways at the brick wall along Grand Avenue, returning to their separate lives and separate homes, but not severing their consensually intertwined shadows, continuing their dance, lingerers along the wall along Grand.
Randy Mazie
The Writer's Village 
Simply a beautiful #FSF. Loved every word! Thanks for sharing!
Thank you.
And I liked your “Shadows of Yesterday” with your reference to dance as “an effortless art” in an extension of living soul.
Randy
What a sweet story. Was hoping Hardee would somehow no longer be alive so William had hope for that happy ending. hehe. Evil me.
not evil. I’m sure the thought passes through all of us from time to time. William I assume is no different. At least we harbor thoughts that if things were different, we would all pluck our roses 😉
Hehe I love the shadows dancing in the picture 🙂 inspirational post too..haven’t seen the word sourpuss in such a long time too. Refreshing vocab.
thanks for commenting. The picture is from a blog entitled “lillie McFerrin Writes” for which I’ve set up a link here that you can click and visit. She posts five sentence fiction each week which is a picture that you write a story to. Much like Friday Fictioneers.
Quite touching. Just hope this is not how my life will become once I really get old.
I would love for you to write what you would like your life to be like once you get really old – and then post it for all of us to read. I would like to step into your vision of the last years of life.
Thank you, BTW I liked your story left comments on your page
Engaging and realistic. What a wonderful secret, shadowy relationship William and Rose have. Well done!!!
Love sprouts in shadows often times (as well as senior centers) …. Thanks. Randy
Oh this pair have spirit. This is a lovely tale Randy. Really enjoyed it.
Who sez old folks can’t have fun…?
Beautiful!
Thank you,
Randy