Welcome to Flash Fiction Friday and the one hundred and fifty-fifth piece in this series. This week’s is a 193-worder by Angie Sargenti.
Josh grinned. “Will do.”
It all started when we were kids. They read us a story in class about a princess who kissed her way through hundreds of frogs, looking for a prince.
All through the years, every time Josh went gigging, he brought me back a nice fat frog, and every time I kissed it, nothing happened.
“That’s gross,” he’d say.
“You eat them,” I’d answer. “That’s even grosser.”
As the years went by, the bullfrogs grew fewer and fewer, and once Josh went off to college, they stopped entirely.
Finally, he showed up at my door one day while he was on spring break.
“You got my frog?”
“That’s kids’ stuff,” he said, grabbing me off my feet and spinning me around. “It’s time you tried the real thing.”
So I kissed him, and all those years of kissing frogs must’ve had some effect, because suddenly I was hugging air and kissing the sky.
At my feet sat a big fat bullfrog, who promptly hopped away.
“Well, damn it all,” I told him. “What’s a girl got to do to find love around here?”
I asked Angela what prompted this piece and she said…