I met someone mid-flight and we immediately hit it off. Rather than try to keep in touch, we imagined what our lives would have been like if we were together. It was almost as good.
What that must be a very sweet, beautifully written story because even though you intimated right from the beginning you would only pretend you were together in the future. I think, in my present relationship-jaded-just-a-let-down-naive-optimist-underneath I would not have wanted to read it. Too much a true story. Not a happy-ever-after story. But I wanted to keep reading. And it was a happy ending, just not in the stereotypical way. I actually loved it. Thank you @katharine coldiron
and @narratively for awarding, and sharing, it. 🩷🙏🏽
Wonderful story. I met my partner on a plane after attending a workshop where I chanted in Hebrew about capital L love from the Song of Songs for 5 days. We were both widowed. Our spouses both died at age 52, we had both changed our seats that morning and we shared the same wedding anniversary: same day and year. The first time I visited his house I saw that his license plate was KEN (followed by numbers). Ken was my beautiful late husband’s name.
Ooh-fabulous! This piece grabs us from the beginning and we want to see where it’s going. I love the pacing, the characters, and the easy-goingness of the whole story. Well deserved accolades, Katharine.
I also met a guy on a plane. He was easy to spot because he was the last one to board. Flight attendants rushed him to his seat and off we went. I stole glances at him when I got up to stretch my legs. Right before we landed, he plopped down on the seat next to mine and asked me what I thought of the movie. Even though we lived on different coasts, I gave him my number and then lost sight of him in the crowd at JFK. That was 30 years ago & our kid just started her senior year in film school. The movie? A Simple Twist of Fate, a heart warmer with a happy ending.
Katharine's brief story of a brief romance could not be more perfect. Full measure of what might have been, had either pursued it. Wisely, they let perfect be enough. Memories to last a lifetime. Love the way she told the tale, not a word wasted and the ending was immensely satisfying. To be redundant, perfect. Bravo, Ms. Coldiron.
Oh my gosh, I loved this so much! So many of us have this delectable chance encounters (including myself) but you've managed to tell your story in a way that makes me think so fondly of my own perfect evening in NYC. (Although I think the guy I met, who told me he was leaving the next day to go to medical school in Australia, was totally lying and probably living with his girlfriend!)
What a wonderful romantic story only memories could tell better. I so love Katherine's tone and style, it's impressive.
What that must be a very sweet, beautifully written story because even though you intimated right from the beginning you would only pretend you were together in the future. I think, in my present relationship-jaded-just-a-let-down-naive-optimist-underneath I would not have wanted to read it. Too much a true story. Not a happy-ever-after story. But I wanted to keep reading. And it was a happy ending, just not in the stereotypical way. I actually loved it. Thank you @katharine coldiron
and @narratively for awarding, and sharing, it. 🩷🙏🏽
PS Great title! I absolutely adore alliteration!
I LOVE this story! Wish you could find each other again,
This is tender and bittersweet, a great story🌹
Wonderful story. I met my partner on a plane after attending a workshop where I chanted in Hebrew about capital L love from the Song of Songs for 5 days. We were both widowed. Our spouses both died at age 52, we had both changed our seats that morning and we shared the same wedding anniversary: same day and year. The first time I visited his house I saw that his license plate was KEN (followed by numbers). Ken was my beautiful late husband’s name.
Ooh-fabulous! This piece grabs us from the beginning and we want to see where it’s going. I love the pacing, the characters, and the easy-goingness of the whole story. Well deserved accolades, Katharine.
Loved this breezy perspective because it was well written and exactly opposite from my mo.
I would have ruminated about this guy in my head forever. A curse? Nah, not for some of us writers of fiction.
I also met a guy on a plane. He was easy to spot because he was the last one to board. Flight attendants rushed him to his seat and off we went. I stole glances at him when I got up to stretch my legs. Right before we landed, he plopped down on the seat next to mine and asked me what I thought of the movie. Even though we lived on different coasts, I gave him my number and then lost sight of him in the crowd at JFK. That was 30 years ago & our kid just started her senior year in film school. The movie? A Simple Twist of Fate, a heart warmer with a happy ending.
Katharine's brief story of a brief romance could not be more perfect. Full measure of what might have been, had either pursued it. Wisely, they let perfect be enough. Memories to last a lifetime. Love the way she told the tale, not a word wasted and the ending was immensely satisfying. To be redundant, perfect. Bravo, Ms. Coldiron.
I really enjoyed this. It was sweet - in a good way, not a cloying way - and honest. Real.
Also. I’m glad you quit smoking!
Oh my gosh, I loved this so much! So many of us have this delectable chance encounters (including myself) but you've managed to tell your story in a way that makes me think so fondly of my own perfect evening in NYC. (Although I think the guy I met, who told me he was leaving the next day to go to medical school in Australia, was totally lying and probably living with his girlfriend!)