Forgetful – Mondays Finish the Story

Photo by: Marcy B. Ayanian

Forgetful

As her mount shifted uneasily under her, she grasped the brim of her old felt Stetson, gazed upwards and remembered Jean Pierre. Emanuelle smiled wistfully. After she met him at the 2110 Paris Airshow he became many things to her: mentor, friend, lover. She was younger then, just learning how to ride the genetically-designed Giant Eagles she loved so much. Jean Pierre took her riding skills to a new level, nearly enough to qualify for the Olympic team. Years later, she did.

She dismounted from Keller, her eagle. The huge bird warbled softly and nuzzled her shoulder with his beak. She looked up again, recalling how Jean Pierre performed the first-known loop with an eagle. She always loved how innovative he was.

She led Keller to a special place beside the Eiffel Tower, recalling that Jean Pierre had his faults as well. He was forgetful about many things: his car keys, his wallet, or even Emanuelle when a woman caught his eye.

As she sighed beside Jean Pierre’s grave, she wondered if he thought of her when he went inverted in that final loop. Perhaps he’d forgotten her again…just like his seat belt.
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Written for Mondays Finish the Story. Photo prompt by Marcy B. Ayanian. This week the opening line is, “As her mount shifted uneasily under her, she grasped the brim of her old felt Stetson, gazed upwards and remembered Jean Pierre.” Look here to see the original prompt and also see the stories other folks wrote: https://mondaysfinishthestory.wordpress.com/2015/09/07/mondays-finish-the-story-sept-7th-2015/

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About EagleAye

I like looking at the serious subjects in the news and seeking the lighter side of the issue. I love satire and spoofs. I see the ridiculous side of things all the time, and my goal is to share that light-hearted view.
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15 Responses to Forgetful – Mondays Finish the Story

  1. Great twist! That pic is very close to the angle of the first view I ever had of the Effel Tower close up. Never went up it owing to the queue. But man was it impressive!

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  2. Susan Langer says:

    Very interesting take on the prompt and sentence. Well rounded story too. I liked the twist at the end with her being at his graveside. 🙂

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  3. Lyn says:

    Good one, Eric, but oh dear, poor Keller. If only Emanuelle had been there to check his seat belt for him. Giant eagle flying in the Olympics? Now that I would like to see 🙂

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    • EagleAye says:

      Thanks Lyn! Yeah, Jean Pierre would forget his own head if it wasn’t attached. Ultimately, it was his doom. I’d like to see giant eagles period, although from a safe distance and only if they’re tame. 😉

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      • Lyn says:

        Yeah, eagles are pretty awesome. The Australian wedge tail eagle has a wingspan of 8 feet 11⅞ inches. I saw one flying once while I was travelling across the Nullabor on the Indian Pacific. I think it was trying to race the train 🙂

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      • EagleAye says:

        Oh man, that would’ve been beautiful to see. Some day, I hope to see a Marshall Eagle. Perhaps I’ll travel to Alaska where they say Bald Eagles are as common as seagulls.

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  4. Wow, so imaginative! You have a fantastic imagination that makes all your stories so good. Great story and the last line clearly tells us how he died. Wonderful as always Eric!

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  5. babso2you says:

    Another well crafted tale. Thank you for participating in the Mondays Finish the Story challenge. Be well… ^..^

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