New Short Story

***These two amazing people are who I have the joy to call my parents. They have been faithfully married for eighteen years. I love them so much and hope that someday my husband and I will be half of what they are. : )

This is my new short story for Creative Writing, lemme know whatcha think! It's a small-small part of biggest stories I have. Just be warned, my friends that bare the sex called male: Its extremely gushy and romantic, I am a girl and there for I write what would have me both giggling but yet crying as the hopless romantic I tend to be. : )

The Bald Prince Charming

Josh has always been fastidious about his hair, always. This statement rang true while I knew him and before. He constantly had his dark rich brown hair spiked up or styled. One time during a ride home from a football game, Josh fell asleep. The boys took this as a prime opportunity to give him a buzz cut. Josh lied on the cold window of the bus fast asleep unaware of the fact that when he woke up, his favorite thing about himself would be gone. That was the only time he would ever let himself fall asleep in front of those guys.

Now twenty-two years later, he still fussed about his precious locks. The funny thing was that I his wife did not even spend half the time on my hair as he did. I would have been totally happy buzzing all my hair just for the sake of simplicity. When I was diagnosed with brain cancer I finally found an excuse to get rid of my hair but yet through Josh found an incredible way to show his love for me.

I had been curled up on the couch for the majority of the day under a large blanket. My youngest daughter Chloe lied next to me as we watched a movie. I was slowly losing the battle to keep my eyes from closing, I was just beginning to slip away when I heard the front door open. I knew it was Josh so I attempted to sit up and look half way decent even though I did not have any hair.

He walked through the foyer whistling. Once he came into my line of vision, I instantly found no hair on his head. I sat up quickly actually causing a wave of nausea to come in. Once it passed, I looked at him again.

“Daddy, where did all your hair go?” Chloe nearly cried as she ran over to him. He scooped her up in his arms and she felt his head.

“It’s all gone, my little mouse.” He answered.

I had a pretty good idea why his hair was gone but I could not let myself believe it.
“Why is gone, honey?”

He put Chloe down and got down on his knees right before me. He grabbed my hands and rubbed his thumbs into mine. He looked up at me with tears filling his big blue eyes.

“For about a month you have been dealing with having a brain tumor, Kristen. I have had thirty one days to think over how I could be there for you, how I could ease your pain. Whenever you get sick, I try to be there by holding you and bring the hair out of your face. When you find yourself too weak to walk, I scoop you up and carry you like the princess you are to me.

“But despite all that easy stuff, how can I show you that I love you and even more that you are not alone in this? My hair being shaved off isn’t me just helping you not feel embarrassed about being bald, it’s more of a physical reminder that I am going through this with you. Every time you see my hair, or rather lack there of, I want you to remember that you are not alone in this. Okay, Kristen? When people ask what I did, I will gladly tell them the story. The story of how much I love my wife and want her to know I will do anything to prove it to her. My hair being gone is reminder to the kids, the church, to anyone, to you and me that we are in this together.”

I sat on the couch with tears streaming down my cheeks as I felt his head. I could not get over how wonderful my husband was. Over the last month, I confess I wondered if he would be brave enough to do it. I almost hoped that he would but I couldn’t get pass hope because he loved his hair too much. Now, I stood before my bald prince charming and fell even more in love with him.

“So who is the guy that thinks he can get away with hurting my wife?” he inquired putting on a deeper voice. I smiled through my tears. “No one will do anything to my wife and get away with it.”

I leaned in and kissed him. Every girl dreams of the day where her love will do something so drastic for her sake. It could be something small or something big, but every girl can honestly say she dreams of the day when her prince charming does something truly heroic. Though shaving his hair may have come across as simple, it was one of the most romantic things Josh had ever done for me. We sat there with our lips locked, our hair both gone, and our hearts entwined by such a simple act.