Love at First Bite (1st Place)

Marty sat in the doughnut shop munching on his third crème filled, when Amy pushed open the door and made her way to the counter. Marty’s eyes drifted toward her. Her curly brown hair lay just past her shoulders. Marty glanced in the window’s reflection. He licked his fingers, tamped down a few stray hairs and swallowed hard.

Amy perused the menu. Her finger poised in the air as if counting what she wanted. Marty sauntered up behind her and stood in the two-person line. Jerry waited at the register for Amy’s order.

“Would you like something, Miss?” Jerry prodded.

“Oh, just a moment. You do still have the Tuesday special of two dozen?”

“Yes, ma’am. You come in here every Tuesday.”

“Oh, then I’ll take six glazed, two blueberry, six chocolate, four cinnamon, and…”

“Might I suggest the caramel crème filled?” Marty said.

“Oh.” Amy turned around and looked Marty up and down. “Well, thank you, sir.”

“Please, call me Marty,” He replied, then took her hand and kissed it.

“I'm Amy." She blushed and glanced down at the wet mark on her hand. “You are such a gentleman, Marty. You prefer the crème filled caramels you say?”

“Yes. They’re my favorite.”

“Then the rest shall be those.” She gave an aristocratic wave at Jerry while staring into Marty’s eyes. “Perhaps we could eat a few together… Marty.”

“I’d love to.” Marty escorted her to a nearby booth.

Jerry filled the order and brought the doughnuts to the table. Marty paid.

Amy and Marty ogled each other’s eyes as they fed each other doughnut after doughnut. After forty minutes, the twin 350 pounders arose and squeezed through the front door, hand in hand.


Jerry collected the trash, and held back some vomit. “I’m glad that’s over.”


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Flash Story Must contain the line: "I'm glad that's over."