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First Date

Tina was young and naive.  She was also a statuesque beauty that Rex fell for the first time he saw her picture.

Rex had everything in order.  He thought he had arranged the perfect first date to start off the evening’s festivities.

The restaurant was cozy and dimly lit.  Rex had a view of the front door and would be able to spot her as soon as she walked in.  He had a single rose on the table next to him ready for that moment.

After an hour and 3 bourbons, Rex knew he had been stood up.  He stepped out into a damp Houston night.

Rex turned up his collar against cold.  He had his hands stuffed deep into his pockets, trying to keep them warm.  He clinched the little bottle in his pocket even tighter.

Clouds of vapor puffed out of his mouth as he walked along the sidewalk, cursing and muttering to himself.

“Bitch coulda at least texted me.  I sit there for a freakin’ hour waiting on her!  Hell, I told her we’d go to the  game after!  I told her that I had bought the tickets for crissake!”

Rex’s feet were getting wet.  He’d stepped in a puddle as he crossed the street to his car.  This made him all the more angry.  “Flaky whore!”

As he approached his car he fished his keys out.  He clicked the little button on the remote and the trunk lid made a soft “chunk” sound and sprung open.

Cautiously looking around him, Rex reached into the trunk and pulled the gym bag out unzipping it.  He spread open the top of the bag and peered inside.  All was as it should be.  There was a good, strong nylon rope, duct tape, and a large knife.

He dug into his front pocket and pulled out the little bottle of chloroform.   He dropped it into the gym bag along with his other date night tools.

 Copyright (C) 2017 Penny Wilson

*When I came across this older piece of mine, I decided that it deserved a second outing.  I hope that you enjoyed it.


Penny Wilson is a freelance writer who writes in several genres. She has written articles for WOW Women on Writing. Her poetry has been published in online journals, such as Ariel Chart, Spill Words Press and the Poppy Road Review. Penny is a member of the Austin Poetry Society. Her poetry has been featured in the publication America's Emerging Poets 2018 & 2019 by Z Publishing and Poets Quarterly and Dual Coast Magazine published by Prolific Press. Penny is an advocate for Mental Health Awareness and has the page "Mental Health Help" on her blog. She writes about the struggles of mental illnesses and Depression. She is passionate about spreading awareness for Suicide Prevention and Domestic Abuse. She expresses her passion through her writings of poetry and life experiences. You can find more of her writings on her blog at and follow her on Twitter @pennywilson123.

19 thoughts on “First Date

  1. Wow – that was a scary and unexpected ending. I didn’t see that one coming. Thank goodness the woman didn’t turn up. I wonder if her intuition told her not to go. Brilliantly written, Penny. I love your new avatar, by the way. Sorry if I missed a couple of your posts this week; I’ve had my family staying with me for a couple of days. I love to see them, but it’s hard work. Xx 😊💕


  2. Oh yikes! Makes me wonder what prevented her from showing….and if she’ll ever know how lucky she was! Thanks, Penny, I don’t need that extra cup of coffee anymore, I’m awake! Well written!💞💞💞


  3. I felt my blood pressure rise as I read this story, as the plot unfolded, as the tension increased. I felt fear. Penny, you’ve done it again. Written a succinct and powerful short story. I’m so thankful that woman never showed.


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