Winters Dreams Ending

A Story by ladywriter

This was a class assignment written by my bestie KP and I in our english class. It was and ending written in our own view of what happen if two characters in th story "Winter Dreams" F. Scott Fitzgerald, met up in a train station. The two characters haven

I decided to take a trip to clear my mind, to take my mind away from things. I decided that the train was the best means of transportation available. I arrived at the Murray-Phillips train station about ten in the morning. It was bitter cold outside and I was relieved to feel warmth from the inside of the train station. It was a feeling that I have been deprived of for a long, long time.

The lines were long; I couldn’t see the ticket desk over the numerous people waiting to travel to different places like I was, but, there was a faint voice that filled the air with hint of sharp hate that I had felt long ago, the irreplaceable voice of the Miss Judy Jones. I tried to hide, calmly, to act as if her prescience meant nothing more to me than another woman in the station. As the lines grew shorter, Judy’s voice came nearer. And then it happened. Like lightning striking in the worst thunderstorms of the southern summer, Judy called my name.

“Dexter, Dexter Green I haven’t seen your face in ages”, she said calmly

“Judy, what a surprise, and yes it has been ages.”

“I-I missed you, actually I missed you often, there hasn’t been a day that has gone by that your eyes haven’t stared me back in the mirror. You know, how they used to?”

I thought for a moment, even though I did still love her sweet face, I could not let her know the feeling I felt for her. It happened before, I knew it, and like a snake biting me, she had done it again. She smiled and I fell right back in love. Never the less, I couldn’t show it.

“Sadly, Judy I have not missed you, you toyed with me, on numerous occasions, and the face that passes through my mirror holds no feeling for you anymore. And yes, I do remember how I used to look at that face. I’ve tried so hard to forget.

Judy stared blankly, as if she had seen a ghost from many years past. And then, as quickly as it came, that beautiful smile quickly faded away from her once perfect face. And the she said “Well, Dexter, I can’t blame your for harboring those harsh feelings toward me, but, I do still hold a place in my heart for the 14 year old golf caddy I once knew. Time has not been good to me Dexter, I gave my heart away one to many times, but now someone gave me theirs, and I just can’t let go. I suppose you could call this punishment for the things that I’ve done. I wish, well I wish you wouldn’t have been so hesitant and just have married me. We would be two totally different people you and I, but I guess we’ll never know. Goodbye Dexter, Goodbye.”

Two tears rolled down the cheek of the once alluring and unforgettable Judy Jones. I have only seen her cry once before and I fell in love, but that didn’t happen this time. She patted her eyes, kissed my cheek, and simply walked away. Leaving me with a worn handkerchief and a broken heart. As he watched her walk away, he unclenched the handkerchief, and wiped away his own tears away. Then I swiftly picked up my bags, boarded the train, and left my memories at the Murray-Phillips Train Station.