The prompt: After ten years, two friends make contact and decide to meet for lunch. At the lunch, they discuss why they’ve waited ten years to see each other… when a waiter comes up to the table with a silver platter with a cover on it. He asks who this order was for…uncovering the platter to reveal a gun.
Rebecca jumps to her feet and gasps. “Is…is…is that the
gun?”
Katharine nods.
Rebecca takes a step back and grips the back of her chair as
not to fall over. “I…I can’t believe it. It’s amazing. It’s so much better than
I could have ever imagined. How did you find it?”
Katherine gives a wily smile. “I tracked down that guy from
the auction. Frank. Do you remember that day?”
Rebecca takes her seat and picks the gun up off the platter
and turns it around in her hands, slowly touching the details, while the waiter
replaces the cover on the platter and returns to the kitchen. “How could I
forget…it was the last day we spoke.”
Katherine looks down at her hands folded on her lap. “I have
never forgiven myself for that moment. I’m so sorry.” Their eyes meet.
“I never understood why…”
“Bec, I loved him. I couldn’t believe you had slept with
him. And I knew how much you wanted that gun, so I made sure that someone else
won that auction.”
“Kat, this was my great grandfather’s gun. You knew that.
You knew it took forever for me to find it, how many hands had exchanged it
since my grandmother brought it to the pawn shop when she was young and needed
to pay the rent. It meant so much to me and my family. I was so mad at you.”
“I know, and I’m sorry. It was a petty thing I did. But I’ve
missed you so much, so I found Frank and bought the gun from him, for quite a
hefty price I might add. But it was worth it, to get you back in my life. I
really am sorry, please forgive me.”
“Oh Kat, I forgive you. Thanks for getting the gun back for
me. It really means so much to me. And I’m sorry too. Friends?”
“Friends.”
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