(“Full Send” Serial- Part Three)
From: root.beer@pop.com
Subject Line: Let’s get thing popping!
Dear Ginger,
Meet me in the adult beverages aisle this afternoon. If you can, shuffle toward the champagne. Something tells me we might want to have it near.
Root
From: ginger.ale@soda.com
Re: Let’s get thing popping!
Root,
You know there’s no way we can be that close to one another. Besides, I don’t roll like that. There’s no way I’ll get to the next aisle by this afternoon. I think the carbonation’s gone to your head.
Ginger
From: root.beer@pop.com
Re: Let’s get thing popping!
Ginger,
It’s your spiciness of yours that I first fell on the floor over. You remember the day? I leaned out too far…Oh! who cares if we can’t be in front of one another when I do this, anyway? We can make our own rules. Besides, you know I’ve got a bad dent in my aluminum. Not like I could kneel anyways.
What I’m saying is, I’m popping the question…will you marry me?
All shook up. Wishing you were here to settle my stomach…
Root
From: ginger.ale@soda.com
Re: Let’s get thing popping!
Root,
I think the bubbles are going to pop right out of my lid! Of course I’ll marry you!
Ginger
Elizabeth Bates is a Pushcart-nominated writer from Washington state where she lives with her husband, son, and two Siberian Huskies. Bates is the editor of Dwelling Literary. Her column, “Full Send,” has been featured at The Daily Drunk. Bates’ writing is forthcoming in Yours Poetically, Seaborne Magazine, and the BYLINE LEGACIES anthology with Cardigan Press. Follow her on Twitter at @ElizabethKBates.