Robert

[Horrorshow]

I return at dusk to that same place on that same day in March every year. The playing fields of my old school. Under the goal posts where Robert first kissed me. I heard that he left to go and study in Canada.

Even though he is many thousands of miles away, I imagine Robert meeting me again and holding me close. Telling me softly that everything would be alright. Whispering that no matter what, he’d always be there for me.

Even now, just a few short days before my wedding, I think about Robert instead of my future wife.

[SpareInch]

Hmm... High marks on the slushy reminiscence. But I saw the ending coming. The narrator had to be either a man or a football, after all.

[strawman]

You had wanted to marry Robert, but when his son Richard got pregnant, you had to marry him.
Now Bob's your uncle.

[SpareInch]

You had wanted to marry Robert, but when his son Richard got pregnant, you had to marry him.
Now Bob's your uncle.

You live in a small, isolated agricultural community, don't you?

[strawman]

You had wanted to marry Robert, but when his son Richard got pregnant, you had to marry him.
Now Bob's your uncle.

You live in a small, isolated agricultural community, don't you?

Actually, Horrorshow's drabble reminded me that when I was young, stories such as people "going off to Canada" were usually girls with unplanned pregnancies. Getting from Robert to Bob, and getting him to be your uncle strikes me more as a zeitgeist thing.

[unseentangerine]

You had wanted to marry Robert, but when his son Richard got pregnant, you had to marry him.
Now Bob's your uncle.

You live in a small, isolated agricultural community, don't you?

that reply made me laugh. also, before I even read the stort all I could think of was Doctor Robert. he's the one to call