An Experiment

This entry is part 7 of 17 in the series Issue XII: Spring 2013 Prose

By Andetrie Smith

I had persuaded David to drop his studies and go for a more-or-less spontaneous walk in the woods. He would have to ignore the schedule in his daily journal that he was accustomed to following religiously. He balked at first saying “What?! You mean right now without planning it?” I told him that was what made it special – that was why it would be so much fun. He reluctantly agreed and soon we were off on a hearty excursion among the trees. I gradually eased us into a game of tag. As it got more energetic it ended with us embracing each other. We found ourselves talking and sharing in an easy-going way. Rather sure of my success, I had previously purchased some sandwiches and lemonade. We found a log, sat down and had something to eat. I loved David, but I had found his extreme devotion to his schedule off-putting. Now I was astonished at how easily he just let go of it. I loved conversing with him, and as we made our way back, I thought to myself, “Yes, this one is a keeper.”

Image by Zoe Frederick

Image by Zoe Frederick

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