The Bachelor Auction--Part I

*Photo's tag: The lads before the carnage. This is actually a photo of a group of men who participated in a live male auction--so get ready to bid...

The Bachelor Auction

by the Casablanca Authors

Excited about returning home to Granbury, Texas, I couldn’t wait to get settled until I saw the notices posted all over the historic town. Bachelor Auction.

Inwardly, I groaned.

It was supposed to have been last Saturday, not this Saturday! That’s why I had waited another week before coming home. If I didn’t know any better, I would swear Mom had influenced the City Council to change the date to make sure I was home for the summer event.

Shielded by the sun, I hurried under the striped awnings to Mother’s gift store, the old time shops all connected by wooden walkways. Summer fashions and pansy garden gifts decorated the storefront windows and I could hardly wait to share my marketing experiences from classes I’d taken at the university.

As soon as I stepped out of the heat into the shop, the fragrance of lilac candles and the cooled air welcomed me. The bell over the door jingled, but to my surprise, my mother didn’t call out to greet me. Instead, a large poster displayed smack dab in the center of the counter, proudly announced: Tenth Annual Bachelor Auction!

If my mother bid on Calvin Seersucker again…well, she just better not.

Widowed for six years, Mom should have been looking for someone to keep herself company, but every time I returned home, she was determined to find Mr. Right—for me.

Already, I had a very bad feeling about this.


Terry Spear
http://www.terryspear.com/
Heart of the Wolf