Beach Tale: "Three Little Words" a short romantic story just in time for Valentine's Day

          <<Caveat:  This story was cross-posted on the Avalon Authors blog at the beginning of the month.  It's too timely not to share here, too.>>

Carole wasted no time in placing her order.  “I’d like a piece of Triple-Chocolate Cherry Cheesecake, please,” she said.  “Wait…on second thought…make that a double.”

          After the waiter bowed and left, Carole glanced at the handsome man seated across the table from her.  “What?” she asked.

          “Wouldn’t you rather start with something more traditional?” Brad asked.  “I can recommend the shrimp puffs with garlic-herb aioli for dipping.  Or the Buffalo Chicken Dip.  It’ll really put some hair on your chest.”  He smiled his smile that, under normal circumstances, melted Carole’s heart. 

          “Chocolate first, then we’ll worry about nourishment.”  Carole lifted the linen napkin from the table and spread it across her lap. 

Beach Tale: Your Own Personal "Fantasy Island"

Remember the show with Mr. Rourke (played by Ricardo Montalbán) and Tattoo (played by Hervé Villechaize)? I can hear it now, “De plane!  De plane!” That announced the arrival of another guest to their Pacific Island where for a mere $50,000 (about $185,000 in 2012 dollars) the guest’s wildest fantasy would come true.  I’m not talking sexual fantasy here.  No, this TV after all, and back when the sensors were really strict.  This show was more about finding a lost love or being a big game hunter or being the MVP in the Super Bowl or something.

Of course it was called “Fantasy Island” for a reason.  Not because fantasies were being lived out, but because the entire premise was a fantasy.