Choices

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Thomas loves Sophia and Thomas loves Holly. Which will he choose?

Submitted: December 17, 2017

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Choices

Thomas knew things couldn’t carry on, not like this. The time was approaching when he would have to make the choice between them. Sophia, so sophisticated, so calm; the kind of woman who seemed to know exactly where she was in the world and exactly where she wanted to be. Or Holly; funny Holly who lived for the day, seized the moment, and always saw the best in people.

Calm and sedate or zany and fun – Thomas simply could not pick.

Sophia was wealthy. She had contacts, knew the right people, went to the right places. Not many saw her passionate side but Thomas did and Sophia could be rather.....wild.

Holly lived from week to week. She had little interest in possessions, being more interested in experiences and having fun. Long-term planning was not how her mind worked. When he’d asked her about it she had said there was no point, something always came along and messed those plans up.

Holly and Sophia had never met. In fact, Thomas had been determined that neither should learn of the other’s existence in his life. They were so different, so opposite to each other, that they were unlikely to ever cross each other’s paths. Even so, he could not carry on with this double life. He’d have to make a decision. After Christmas....he’d do it then, or perhaps at the start of the new year.

In the meantime there were presents to sort out. One thing both Sophia and Holly shared was a liking for music, very different types of music. And they both liked going out. Tickets....that was the answer.

For Sophia, it would be something classical. Not opera but maybe a ballet? Or an orchestral concert? It would need to be something special; she’d know the value of those seats. For Holly though, something that rocked, rolled, where there was the freedom to leave your seat if you even had one, and dance, join in. She had a variety of bands she liked; one or other was bound to be performing.

He picked out two envelopes, wrote Sophia’s on one and Holly’s name on the other. And then his phone rang; he had to leave almost immediately. Quickly pushing two tickets in to one envelope and two into the other, he sealed them and left them in the glove box of his car.

It was a couple of days before he saw either woman, but then he saw one and then the other, two hours later. He gave them their gifts and thought no more about it until Christmas morning, when he received a phone call from Sophia.

Thomas, much as you have come to mean to me, I think maybe we should spend some time apart. Clearly, you do not know me very well; two tickets to see ‘Bleedin’ Hearts’! No thank you. I’ll return them to you as soon as I can. Perhaps you could get your money back or give them to someone....younger?”

He knew what was to come and it wasn’t long after that his phone rang again. “Thomas, thank you for your present but do you really see me at a ballet? Or is this a hint that I’m not ‘cultured’ enough for you, that I’m letting your image down. Whatever the reason I’ll be returning them to you. And I think we should stop seeing each other. I don’t want to waste time with someone who sees me as ‘not good enough’!”

He was dumped – twice – and all because of a slip-up on the envelopes.


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