“Why is it wrong to admit that you do remember? You watched that show all the time when you were a kid!”
“I don’t remember.”
“Every afternoon, as soon as you came home, you turned on the TV to watch it. Every episode. You knew the characters, the songs, the…”
“Mom! I said I don’t remember!”
Rose sighed and got up. She grabbed her coffee mug from the side table and walked into the kitchen.
“Bob, were we like this when we were teenagers? Did we really deny everything we did when we were kids?”
Bob looked up from the paper and looked at his wife. He had married his high school sweetheart and remembered every TV program that they loved to watch together. He grabbed his wife’s coffee mug and made a face when he discovered that it was empty. Rose took the cue and walked over to the coffee machine to brew another pot.
“I am not sure about TV but I will definitely deny crushes on celebrities and I will forever deny taking ballet classes.”
“Bob Buchanan! We took those classes together because you didn’t think it took strength at all to dance. And if I recall correctly you were sore all through the semester.”
“I do not recall and I will stick to that.”
‘You are just lucky we didn’t have cellphones back then to take pictures!”
Bob Buchanan flashed his wife the biggest grin he could muster before he bursted out in laughter.
“What’s so funny?”
Their youngest teenager, thirteen year old Jackie, walked into the kitchen.
“Are you hungry again?”
“Dad? Get mom off my back, will ya?”
“Rose, get off Jackie’s back.”
Rose shot her daughter a look and threw an oven mitten to her husband’s head. Jackie watched in disbelief, grabbed her cell phone, and started texting.
“Who texted back?”
“Suzie. She like looked it up on the web. That show is like more than 10 years old now so we can call it retro! Retro is cool so yeah, I remember watching Drake & Josh.”
Reminder: I write flash fiction posts usually within one to two hours after inspiration hits me. I do use the spell checker but then I post it on my blog so yes, you will always find grammar mistakes.
Perfection is not the goal here. This is about showing you where my imagination takes me when I read or see something.
This piece was inspired by the song “Only Forever” from Bing Crosby in particular by the line “Do you think I’ll remember.”