Short Story Sunday 206: You’re Late

Short Story: "You're Late." | Flash Fiction | Creative Writing |

            “You’re late.” Aubrey sighed.

Leo poked his head around the corner to look at the grandfather clock in his living room. Sure enough, he was about fifteen minutes late. He closed his eyes, frustrated with himself. He had completely forgotten that he was supposed to meet Aubrey.

“I’m in the car now. Traffic,” he chuckled with a shrug of his shoulder. However, he knew that his sister probably wasn’t going to buy that one.

He heard Aubrey scoff on the other end of the phone. “I called your landline, you dope. I know you’re still home.”

Leo rolled his eyes. How could he have been so stupid?

“Is… something the matter?”

Leo narrowed his eyes upon hearing another female voice. It was a voice much higher than his sister’s and he didn’t recognize who it was.

“No, no. Don’t worry about that.” Aubrey said.

“Who’s there? What are you doing?” Leo asked.

“You would know if you were on time!” Aubrey snapped.

“Wait…” Leo grunted. “Are you trying to set me up on another blind date?”

“…Can you just get down here, please?”


Aubrey sighed. “Fine. Yes. I am. I am trying to set you up on another blind date. Is it so wrong that a sister wants her brother to be happy and be in a fun, healthy relationship?”

“You didn’t tell him that he was meeting me?” the mysterious voice spoke up again.

“No, she didn’t!” Leo shouted through the phone.

“Shush, Leo.” Aubrey replied.

“Aubrey, I don’t need your help finding a date.” Leo said exasperated.

“Don’t worry about it. I don’t mind.” Aubrey replied.

“That’s not what I meant…”

“Listen,” Aubrey spoke up again, “if you don’t get down here then I’m going to bring Ryanne to your house and you two can meet there.”

“Is that such a good idea…?” the other voice, who Leo assumed was Ryanne, spoke up.

“Yes, it’s perfect.” Aubrey replied to her.

Leo rolled his eyes. “How do you even know this Ryanne chick?”

“I work with her.” Aubrey answered.

Leo sighed. “If I meet her, will you promise to stop finding me potential girlfriends?”

“Of course,” Aubrey replied matter-of-factly. “I mean, you two are going to get married and live happily ever after, so why would I have to find you another girl?”

Leo smiled. “Thank–” then he paused. “Wait, what?”

“I’m giving you five more minutes and then we’re going to your house! Okay, bye!” Aubrey said quickly and then the phone line went dead.

Leo hung up his phone with a grunt. He went back into his living room and looked at the clock. He sighed. There was no point in going out. If Aubrey had any say, which is sounded as though she did, she was probably already on her way to the house anyway. So, there was no point in Leo trying to get ready to leave.

He sat down on the couch and turned on the TV. There was nothing else for him to do except wait for his nosy sister and potential future wife to arrive.

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6 thoughts on “Short Story Sunday 206: You’re Late

  1. Haha! I love Aubrey’s logic about not having to find him another girl! At this point, I’d be pretty happy if I had someone with good taste setting me up on blind dates!

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