I wanted to do something different on Behind Every Story this week. So Diane Dean White, a wonderful author friend shared her flash story.
Before we get to the goodie, here's a little about the lady behind the inspirations.
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Evening in Paris, Tangerine Lipstick and Sandra Lee
Diane started her writing career at an early age when she asked for a typewriter for Christmas. She pounded the keys writing poetry and short stories in grade school on an old black Royal manual. It wasn’t until her husband’s work took them to a southern town she wrote her first column, “Yankee Viewpoint’s” for a local newspaper, covering hard news and feature stories in the area. Upon returning to their home-state of Michigan, she did stringer work, ancestral history, and donor appeal letters for non-profit organizations; while doing her favorite job ever, a stay-at-home Mom. She is the author of Beach Walks and Carolina in the Morning, On a Summer Night, Texting Mr. Right, Stories from a Porch Swing and Winter Wonderland. Diane was a columnist for a weekly magazine, for four years, and her stories have appeared in a number of magazines and books. She is the author of over three-hundred short stories. She and hubby, Stephen, have been married for forty-two years, and they are the parents of three grown children and three grand-gals. Diane thanks the Lord daily for her loving husband, three great kids and for giving her the desires of her heart. Her next book This Side of Heaven will be released this April.
Visit Diane on her website at www.DianeDeanWhite.com
There were three of us who became friends in fourth grade, continuing our friendship through adult years. Junior high was a time when much was changing around the world and also in our own exciting lives. Too young to date, we had plenty to talk about when we’d finally arrive at that special and romantic time.
The telephone lines were bustling after homework was done. We didn't have three-way calling, but we had our own conference line all figured out. At 8 PM sharp we each called the Time Lady. Now, she wasn't real; it was just a recording of “At the tone the time will be...” We had our conference line talking over the Time Lady and if anyone else came on the line to get the time, they never said anything. Or maybe they just listened in, thinking our conversation was more interesting.
We discussed our classes, what we would each wear the next day, and anything else we felt needed discussing before first hour when we'd meet at our lockers. The Time Lady was easy to talk over. And we continued with this neat idea until one day the operator called my mother.
Grounded! I was no longer able to make conference calls with my friends, and when I did call for the time, I discovered the Time Lady had been turned up.
Saturdays were ours to enjoy. After my room was cleaned, I joined my friends, and we made tracks for the local drug store. Now this may seem boring in comparison to the malls of today, but this store had the greatest selection of Hollywood movie magazines imaginable. We wanted to keep up with our teen idols and what they were wearing and any new movies they were in. We had been with Sandra Dee since her “Gidget” days, and felt we were right there on the beach with her and Moondoggie, surfing the waves with the whole gang. Never mind that we lived in Michigan surrounded by the Great Lakes with no ocean in sight. We were official members of the “Gidget,” and thus Sandra Dee, fan club.
We’d oohed and aahed at Sandra and her tiny waist and beautiful blonde hair. Straight out of a bottle, to be sure! Naturally we were all hurt to the core when she eloped with Bobby Darrin who was much older, and there would be no wedding pictures in the teen movie magazines.
After that we changed gears. Annette was a former Mouseketeer and started to make beach party movies. She had her own T-Bird and perfume collection to boot. Yes, Annette was a striking dark-haired beauty; she would go far. We joined her fan club.
The old Five and Dime store was our next stop. It always contained abundant supplies of the latest in new perfumes and make-up. Evening in Paris was all the rage in a tiny little cobalt blue bottle; it was what every movie star wore.
We'd dab a bit on our wrists and wave it through the air to catch the breath-taking fragrance. Tangerine was the most beautiful shade of lipstick; we each bought a tube, vowing to keep it in our lockers at school just in case we needed to freshen up our “natural” look during the day. Then we’d ride our bikes back home and head for my bedroom, where we’d spin the 45s, listening to our favorite hits while talking, giggling, and squealing.
Sometimes we’d wash our hair, and depending on styles then, there were rollers for each size, and if they didn't work, empty soup or orange juice cans with both ends out were great. Just stick in a clip to hold the can until it dried, and pray nobody saw you!
We looked through our fashion magazines and decided we loved the angora sweaters in the peach color. And wouldn't it be cool, if you were going steady to wear the matching color yarn around your boyfriend’s high school ring? We'd all screech and the laughter could go on forever.
Little did we know then those years and the days ahead would be some of the happiest times of our early teen years. After all, how much trouble can you get into with perfume, Tangerine lipstick, and Sandra Dee or Annette? Just don't try talking over the Time Lady or you might find out what real trouble is!
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Here's one reader's review from many who enjoy Diane Dean White's books.
"This story will pull at your heartstrings while you journey along with Diane Dean White and her collection of stories. She has a knack for the written word and her books are highly recommended. This one brought back so many memories!" By J L. Mitchell -Children's Book Author
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