First Flight

glass of beer, light foamShe shifted her hips, attempting to get comfortable. Elbows on the counter, chin on fist, she gazed at the display, attempting to suss out meaning from the frothy spill of words. All gibberish. She sighed. 

And she’d wanted to make a good impression.

He perched, mirror image to this beautiful woman, heels hooked on the stool’s rungs. He’d suggested this venue for its relaxed atmosphere, located between river and train. He also wanted to make a good impression.

“I don’t know beans about beer!”

“Trust me?” he leaned back. “Let’s share a flight. This brewery has a nice selection.”

© Liz Husebye Hartmann (2020)

Carrot Ranch Prompt (08/13/2020): In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story about a first flight. It can be anything or anyone that flies. What is significant about the first? Go where the prompt leads!

7 thoughts on “First Flight

  1. Pingback: First Flight « Carrot Ranch Literary Community

    • Sadly, I don’t know beans about brews!
      I did have a Nothern India Pale Ale called ‘Sweet Cild of Vine’, from our local Total Wine. It tasted pretty good binge watching Penny Dreasful Season 3.

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