May 24, 2012 - Choice

[note: this was written during a writing exercise: we had 20 minutes to write something inspired by the word "choice". This is the result, unedited, exactly as it appeared when time ran out. You can read all of them in the waves category]]

Choice - Squiddy Geiger - May 24, 2012

The time was drawing closer, when he would have to decide. It wasn't fair, how could he decide something like this? Either way, he hurt someone. And either way, he would feel like a heel, even though the decision was being forced upon him by parents who should have decided themselves.

Technically, Sandra's claim was the stronger. Their parents had made the pact soon after the two were born, and if not for a technicality when he was 12, his parents would never have made the second agreement. They'd been certain the contract with Sandra's parents had been nullified.

Apparently, this was not the case. And this played havoc the second set of plans, with Aliyah's parents. If not for Sandra's parents, he would be married to Aliyah already; two weeks before the wedding, they had made a case for their original contract. It had gone before a judge, who had said both were valid claims, and it had fallen to Andrew to decide which girl he would marry. The court-imposed deadline for a decision was now only four hours away.

Andrew thought about the two girls. Sandra was pretty, and seemed pleasant enough. She'd gotten good grades in school and was now in her second year of University. He'd only met her a couple of times; once, when they'd celebrated the betrothal at 12, and again last week. He'd enjoyed talking to her, but spend his life with her? Help!

Aliyah was lovely, and funny, and the one time he'd met her had been very pleasant indeed. She was not in school; after high school, she took a break for two years to travel. She professed not to know what she wanted to take yet, so had taken a job in an office for the time being.

Should it be Sandra, or Aliyah? He couldn't decide! He had been thinking for weeks now, and his head was going to explode! The funny thing was, before all of this had blown up, he was prepared, quite happily so, to marry Aliyah. it had been the plan since he was 12. Even though he had never met her.

Maybe he should just run away for a couple years, as Aliyah had done. See the world, put life - and these decisions - on hold.

He sat quietly and drank his coffee, at an impasse.

Posted by Squiddy at May 24, 2012 08:45 PM | TrackBack