Moxy Pearls

Moxy Pearls


“Any minute now.” Tina said out loud, to no one in particular.


She glanced down at her watch. He was 45 minutes late, where was he? She got up and poured herself another glass of wine. A nagging voice in the back of her head told her that the night was going to be yet another failure. She ignored it with a sip of her wine.


Tina sighed out loud and started taking off her jewelry. She wore her best pearls that night and the necklace hung graciously against her long neck. The matching earrings complimented her perfectly and Tina couldn’t help but hold back a tear knowing that her mother looked just as striking when she used to wear it. Her mother had started Moxy Pearls just a year before she died of cancer and her whole line had liquidated. The only pearls that Tina knew of were the ones that she now possessed. The ones she wore on special occasions.


Walking back to the dinner table, Tina glanced over to a picture that hung above a shell lined mirror; the picture of her and her mom that was taken just weeks before her death. They wore oversized beach hats and squinted against the sun. Tina thought her mom had invited her out to announce the opening of her new story. Instead her mom told her that she less than a month to live.


Tina fought off old tears and sprung back into reality. She had debated the whole internet dating fiasco, but Kat had insisted that she at least give it a try. Besides, what would she have to lose? Her self dignity maybe. But hey she lost that a year ago when she was dating her now ex Brad Springfield.


Brad. Just saying his name out loud made Tina want to devour the whole bottle of wine. Brad was the type of guy who couldn’t decide if he wanted a relationship or if he “just wanted to be friends.” He made his decision last minute when two other girls decided that Tina wasn’t for him. Two! Imagine that. And here Tina couldn’t even find one.


But she thought Tim was different. They had gone on a few dates and she felt a real connection with him. Something she hadn’t felt in a while. He had called her the next day to set up another date and the conversation was great. He seemed like a nice guy, why would he stand her up? A courtesy breakup would have been nice. But Tina guessed she couldn’t get one of those because they weren’t truly dating.


She was just about to unclasp the necklace when a knock came out the door. Startled, Tina dropped the necklace on the floor. Well he decided to come after all, Tina thought, a bit irritated, walking to the door. She took a peak in the door hole and gasped in surprise.


Tim stood at the door anxiously holding a box that unmistakably read “Moxy Pearls.”

Bluez   Bluez wrote
on 5/29/2009 9:23:00 AM
That sounds sad, I mean, the source for the story. I think we have all been there though, at one time or another. Dating someone cause your friends thought it would be cute. Settling for something we know won't work but trying anyway because sometimes being alone and being alone and miserable sometimes is the same house.

P_916   P_916 wrote
on 5/28/2009 11:45:43 AM
Thanks guys!! This piece is actually spun from my neice, Christina, who is a self proclaimed "a chick that always gets the losers", so I thought it would be a bit fun to spin a new light on her life! Thanks for the feedback, I really appreciate it!

StarPoet   StarPoet wrote
on 5/28/2009 5:22:30 AM
Another great write for you painted a picture of an event that so many of us wonder about and have taken the chance on. But Tina seemed to have got lucky where as many have not. And the touching sentiment of her mother having died of cancer and leaving her a legacy of the pearls.

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A story inspired by my friend who is a "chick that only meets losers in a crowded bar at the right side of town"