Friday Fictioneers : From butterfly to caterpillar

PHOTO PROMPT © CEAYR

PHOTO PROMPT © CEAYR

‘What do you think?’ David pushes his sun kissed hair back from his eyes. The motor boat cuts the water, chopping the reflections into glitter.

Diane knows she’s supposed to be impressed – by the mansion in the exclusive part of town, the PA hanging on his every word, the lingerie model wife (his third), the Rolex shimmering on his wrist.

But the sweet-hearted, sharp tongued boy she once loved is gone. How he would have hated the nipped and primped swaggerer he’s become.

‘I’d like to go home now, please,’ she says, wishing she’d never come.

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Written for Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ Friday Fictioneers. Play along here.

 

 

 

 

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32 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers : From butterfly to caterpillar

    1. Thanks so much, Neil 🙂 It’s sad, but she’ll have to move on and leave him behind, I think. Sad end to a long friendship, I think. Thanks for reading 🙂

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  1. Gee, that is tragic. I have seen so many people I knew from the past turn into people like David. Consequently, I have seen the opposite, too. I like the line about how David would have hated the guy he eventually became. That makes the story right there VERY interesting or sad or both. Is Diane his first wife or is she an old friend or former girlfriend?

    Five out of five breaker waves. 😉

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    1. Thank you – very kind 🙂 I don’t know if my younger self would hate me now, though I suspect she’d be disappointed she wasn’t going to end up with a large fortune, live in a mansion, be an eco-warrior … Yes, disappointment would probably be her overriding emotion.
      I think Diane is a long time friend from David’s childhood – they shared a lowly upbringing, ran around together in their youth, drinking, getting into small amounts of trouble. Then David made some money and moved away, made more money, got some plastic surgery done – seriously changed his priorities. Now they have very little in common. Sad, but Diane will learn to let him go.
      Thanks for reading 🙂

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      1. I think my younger self would probably not believe what he would see. Yet, he wouldn’t be surprised, either. I have some friends from my youth I had to let go of. Then Facebook came along and … well, let’s just say declined the invites. BTW, one of my childhood friends I reconnected with … and she became a Beach Body Model. Ho-ly COW! She’s still very nice and she’s got grown children. I’d love to show her a tour of my work and have people say, “Kent! You’ve been holding out on us!” I’d say, “Oh, she’s just an old friend of mine.” Which is how I see her still.

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  2. Oh this is great. People change. I wonder if we realize how changed we often seem to be to other people. Or maybe the change we think we see in others is the result of our own changed perception.

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    1. That’s a really good point no one else has made, Gabi. The daft man has lost touch with his old friend so much, he doesn’t even realise he’s got her completely wrong. It is sad, I think. Thank you for reading 🙂

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      1. Oh, jeez, Joy, sorry! Your comment was up from one of Gabi’s on my feed. So sorry – how rude of me. Just nipped onto WP from painting my bedroom, so my brain’s a bit fogged with fumes – that’s my excuse and I shall stick to it! Sorry again 🙂

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  3. People don’t usually change overnight, unless there is a major problem that occurs. It is usually very gradual….somewhat like aging. You live day to day, then one day you look in the mirror and wonder who you are looking at! (for me…it’s usually my mother! )

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    1. Haha! I know how you feel – I keep glimpsing mine too. You’re right, though. Years pass and ‘suddenly’ you’re someone your younger self would no longer recognise. Thanks for reading 🙂

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  4. Dear Lynn,

    Thanks to Facebook and the internet in general, I’ve had the (mostly) pleasure of reconnecting with childhood friends. We now share pics of our grandchildren online. Quite a few surprises amongst us, some pleasant and some not so much. I said all that to say that I enjoyed your story.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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    1. Thank you Suzanne. Yes, a shame, though I think it still won’t make him realise how much he’s changed. Easier to see these things from the outside, I suppose. Thanks for reading 🙂

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