“Yes, it really is serene and tranquil out here, and I thank you for suggesting this much needed break,” Phil said, “but I really need to head home and finish that project. I can’t continue to let it slide.”
“Oh come on,” Paula said. “Don’t be so anal. Beside, you told me that your project wasn’t due until a week from tomorrow. And it’s Mother’s Day and I thought we’d spend the entire day together.”
Phil laughed. “Yes, it’s Mother’s Day, but you’re my girlfriend, not my mother.”
Paula grabbed Phil’s arm and pulled him tight. “But I can be the motherly type, don’t you think? Wink wink, nudge nudge.” she said.
“Whoa, girl, that’s a whole new paradigm shift,” Phil said, smiling. “But you’re right, I don’t need to finish the project today. Besides, I see a rose-colored path up ahead that I think goes perfectly with your rose-colored glasses.”
“Well, what I see through my rose-colored glasses is that by next Mother’s Day,” Paula said, “you’ll see just how motherly I can be.”
Written for today’s Sunday Photo Fiction prompt from Susan Spaulding. Also for these daily prompts: Ragtag Daily Prompt (finish), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (slide), The Daily Spur (girlfriend), Word of the Day Challenge (motherly), and Your Daily Word Prompt (paradigm). Photo credit: That gorgeous photo is from Fandango!