She placed one hand on her lower back and kneaded. He leaned rakishly against her neck, an over-familiar boyfriend, amorous and a little bit drunk. Both knew what was coming. Curling her shoulder to steady him, she swept her sleeve across her brow and looked longingly up at the near-bare deciduous.
He slipped off her shoulder and threw himself to the ground with a clang and shiver of tines.
She rolled her eyes. How he carried on! This happened every year. Exhilaration at the start led to wishing it was all over.
The snow shovel always replaced the rake.
© Liz Husebye Hartmann (2021)
Carrot Ranch Prompt (11/11/2021): In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story using the phrase “carry on.” It can be an expression of perseverance or behaving in a particular way. It can even be luggage you take when traveling. Go where the prompt leads!