A Tricked
Proposal
by Jilliana
Ranicar-Breese
It was a leap
year on 29th February. I was with my boyfriend
Martin staying in Michael’s studio in the 15th
arrondissement in Paris.
It was about midnight when we got back to the
studio.
I sat on the bed and Martin loomed over me
looking at me steadily saying
‘Don’t you have something to ask me?’
‘No’ I replied puzzled at the question.
He continued.
‘I’m SURE you have something to ask me’
he insisted.
Our eyes locked and I saw he was very serious.
He waited while I digested his words.
Eureka
‘Oh do you want to get married?’
‘That’s it. Call your mother with the
good news and call Michael too.’
Martin the magician had trapped me in a magical
guilded cage.
It was leap year, which happens every 4 years.
Martin had seized the opportunity all those years
ago. For better or for worse. He knew that women
asked men to marry on leap year. I didn’t.
Well he subliminally ‘forced’ me to ask
him and then proclaimed to everyone that I had
asked him to marry me. Martin, I was to discover
in the 25 years we were together, was full of
tricks.
Written
28/2/2025 at Nightingale.
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