This is a flash fiction story about marriage, sexuality and gender.

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Vicki Sue Love and Brenda Lake were undergraduates at the University of Pittsburgh.  They worked part-time jobs during the day and took classes at night.  Vicki Sue had a car.  Brenda rode the bus.  Both had just come from their 7:00 p.m. “Marriage, Sexuality and Gender” class.  Now they sat at a table for two in the cafe in the Hillman Library drinking lattes from paper cups.

The class had covered the recent decision of the California Supreme Court to uphold the ban on same-sex marriage while letting stand the legality of same-sex couples already married.

Brenda said, “It’s discrimination plain and simple.”

“No it’s not,” Vicki Sue said.

“The law is denying them their rights.”

“Just don’t call it marriage.”

“Separate but equal?” Brenda said.

“Heterosexuality is unique.”

“No it’s not,” Brenda said.

“Two men or two women can’t make a baby.  A man and a woman can.”

The two friends finished their discussion and their lattes and gathered their backpacks and left the cafe.  When they got to the front of the library they could see the floor to ceiling glass and the glass doors were streaked with falling rain.

“Oh, no,” Brenda said.  “I’ll get soaked.”

“I’m parked across the street,” Vicki Sue said.  “I’ll give you a ride.”

Brenda looked at her friend and smiled.  “Thanks, Vicki.”  Brenda looked away, took a deep breath and made a decision.

Once the two were settled in the dark interior of the car, before Vicki Sue put the key in the ignition, Brenda said, “I feel like I’m going to have a heart attack.”  Brenda was looking at the dark dashboard.


“It feels like I’m having a heart attack.”  Brenda kept looking at the dark dashboard.

“Are you serious?”

“I’m going to make a fool of myself.”

Brenda looked at Vicki Sue.  She leaned in to kiss Vicki Sue on the mouth.

Vicki Sue quickly leaned away.  “What are you doing?”

“See,” Brenda said.  She looked back at the dashboard.  “I told you I was going to make a fool of myself.”

The two friends sat in silence.  The rain beat down on the car and washed down all the windows.  Dark clouds made the night sky black.

Vicki Sue said, “You just surprised me.”

Brenda looked at her friend.  Vicki Sue was turned toward Brenda.  Brenda leaned in to kiss Vicki Sue on the lips.  This time Vicki Sue closed her eyes and as the kiss went on and on she opened her mouth.

The End

My blog is the Pittsburgh Flash Fiction Gazette

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  • Uma Shankari on May 28, 2009

    Good flow.

  • R.B. Parsley on Aug 14, 2009

    Another great story. You know how to hold the readers attention.
    Excellent work!!!


  • Guy Hogan on Aug 14, 2009

    Randy, the California Supreme Court decision on same-sex marriage really was the seed for the story. I made everything else up. The Hillman Library is real.

  • oldster on Aug 15, 2009

    A fountain of knowledge Guy. Good read.

  • Guy Hogan on Aug 16, 2009

    oldster, balance and flow are very important for a story this short. There’s description, confict and leaving some blanks so that the reader can participate in the creative process. Then the writer has to let go and trust the reader.

  • jamesII on Aug 25, 2010

    Good story! Touchy subject matter! You handled it quite well! I imagine it is a matter values–and we know they differs from family to family and from person to person. Remember, though, humans are binded to certain universal laws–for every action there is an equal opposite reaction–certainly some kind of dynamics will derive from the action–and we reap what we sow!
    I am not one to know what can or might happen! I am one to know that something will happen! What that something is? I do not know! I will end by saying–people have their practices–
    right or wrong, restraintful or sinful, divine or evil–they are mostly going to do what they desire to do! Cool!

  • coffeeadict on Nov 3, 2010

    Well written. Keeping it short and crisp isn’t easy, but you’ve nailed it!

  • bigpapadan on Jan 17, 2011

    Great story! The interaction and the hesitancy is so wonderfully done, you feel almost as if you are in the car with them.

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