Two Ships

He stood at the voting booth with a chagrined look on his ruggedly handsome, weathered, face.  He snuck a look at the woman standing at the next booth–a fit woman with a face that was nice but didn’t just knock you over so bad that you were afraid to approach her, probably no more than ten years younger than him, if that.  He had no problem with the local races, but the Presidential race was different.  He thought and thought, then pulled a quarter out of his pocket.  It was a Nevada quarter, he noticed; he figured that made it okay.

He gave it a surreptitious little flip into the air with his right hand and deftly caught it in his palm.  He slapped it onto the back of his left hand, but he already knew it was going to be heads.  He heard a little soft snort of laughter from the nice-faced woman, and noticed that she was holding a coin on the back of her hand too, as she snuck a cute little glance out of the corner of her eye at him.

As they walked out 0f the polling place, their eyes met, and they both gave an uneasy laugh at the same time.  “Well it’s not the way to pick a President,” he said, “but I couldn’t decide on the one who is so dumb he thinks you can open a window on a plane, or the one who didn’t respond to the Gulf oil spill any better than Bush responded to Katrina.”

“And I couldn’t decide on the one who is so dumb he thinks that we should deny gay folks the right to be as unhappily married as I’ve been three times, or the one who lets people ruin our water supply and cause earthquakes, to pull natural gas out of the ground.”

One meal, two beers and six hours of non-stop talking, kissing, and hand-holding later, they walked into the nearest wedding chapel.

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14 Responses to Two Ships

  1. Trifecta says:

    Wow. I like the way this couple rolls. I also like your subtle way of addressing some very real concerns. Nice job.

  2. Nicely rounded up. Fourth divorce, coming up?

  3. Mitt did a great job at the debate, I must admit.
    But still.
    But let’s skip tralala away from politics and get to the good part, right? Just give me a happy ending for god’s sake.

  4. Gina says:

    Love everything about this story. From their shared voting experience, especially their “first date” talking non-stop for six hours and kissing, to the walk down the aisle for fourth time! Fantastic. I think there will be a fair amount of coin tossing come November, don’t you?

  5. Anna says:

    I love this, it’s short but incredibly sweet. Alcohol-fuelled marriages always make for interesting stories, too 🙂

  6. Gregoryno6 says:

    A happy ending? What the…?

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