The Calendar

Explicit Content (Reader Discretion Advised)


The Calendar
a Timber Grove Story
by TGTrinity

///// Chapter One

-December 31st 2013-

Trent walked up and down the aisles of the Timber Grove Thrift Shop looking for something rather specific. He was looking for something that his wife new would enjoy, but he was having a hard time finding something he knew she would love.

“Can I help you?” Trent looked up and saw a very lovely girl standing in front of him and he couldn’t find any words. She had long curly brown hair and was wearing a very tiny pair of shorts, even thought it was late December. “Sir?”

“Yes.” The words finally came, but it was just the one for right now. The girl smiled warmly at him, as she was obviously used to this reaction.

“Okay, my name is Erika. My dad runs this place, but he’s…” she stopped talking and didn’t really know how to finish the sentence, “...busy.”

“My name’s Trent,” he extended his hand and she shook it with a smile.

“So, Trent, what can I help you find today?”

“Well, I just got married over the fall and wanted to get my wife something for the New Year. We just moved in down by the lake over the Holidays, so I figured I get her something nice for the house. You know, a New Year’s gift for a new house. She said that she really likes antique things, so I figured I would look here.”

Erika listened attentively, and stared at him in silence for a moment after he finished talking. “SHE said she liked antiques?”

“Well, yeah.”

“What else does she like?”

Trent was still smiling, but inside he was beginning to wonder why this young woman was asking about his wife. Of course, it was the same question many in his family had asked when he told them he was marrying Polly. He was 33 years old, and his new wife was only 22. Everyone in the family said she was marrying him for his money, but Trent was so enthralled with her that he didn’t listen to anyone.

Now that this girl was asking him again, he wondered again why everyone fixated on that… but then he thought long and hard and came up with no good answer to her question.

“Look, I just need…”

Erika cut him off with a smile, “...to know more about this new wife of yours?”

“Yes. What, no.”

“It’s okay Trent, I have a knack for reading people.”

Trent didn’t know what to say, she still had that smile on her face that just screamed “Trust Me.” “I guess, this all has happened pretty fast.”

“Tell me about her.”

“She’s got long blonde hair, stunning blue eyes and has a great tan. I don’t want to brag, but she did some modeling while she was in college for a bikini magazine.”

“No, don’t tell me what she looks like… tell me about her.”

Trent was at a loss again. “Well… she’s very nice. I guess she um, like animals?”

“Trent… come on.”

“Oh, she was super shy in High School because she was a little over weight. She didn’t have her first kiss until she was 21. She’s pretty religious, we met at a Church meeting in Seattle.”

Erika was still smiling, but the smile was beginning to look like the kind of smile you would give to a friend who spent all day baking cookies, but they tasted terrible. Trent… I can give you something that will help you get to know your wife better.”

“What, how could you possibly…”

“Trent, please listen to me. You seem like a really great guy, and that’s the only reason why I would give you this. But sometimes, we don’t really want to see what’s right in front of us.”

Trent was becoming a little upset with her tone, as it was mimicking the tone of his family. Erika disappeared around a corner and came back with an old calendar in her hands. It was on older calendar with both the picture and the actual calendar itself on a piece of wood. There was a picture of a forest stream, and beneath it was a blank set of boxes with no month or dates that he could see.

“It’s blank.”

Erika nodded and handed it out to him. He took it in his hands and felt a small tingle as he did so. “Trent, the calendar will show you what it feels you need to know.”

He was laughing now. “What, does thing have a battery pack on it that I’m not seeing?”

“Trent.” She said it in a way that stopped him laughing immediately. “Remember, you are just along for the ride…”

“What if I don’t want to know?” The golden light that suddenly exploded from the calendar in his hands muffled the last question, and he wasn’t sure the pretty girl from the Timber Grove Thrift Shop had heard him. When the golden light faded, Trent found himself sitting on a small sofa in someone’s living room. A large flat screen TV was on the wall, with the image of a man running from an explosion frozen on the screen.

“What the fuck…” The words were his own, but the voice who spoke them was not. Trent looked down at himself and was shocked to suddenly be in the body of a pudgy, young girl. She jumped to her feet and screamed, again with the voice of the girl. “What’s happening!?” She was wearing a pair of jeans and a very large purple sweater, and she noticed greasy blonde hair falling around her face. She noticed a small mirror hanging on the wall and ran to it. Staring back at Trent was the face of his lovely young wife, only much thicker and with a case of pretty bad acne.

“What the fuck!?!?” Why was she suddenly in her wife's young body, why did the calendar do this to her!? “The Calendar!” She began looking around and soon found the calendar hanging on a nearby wall. The picture was the same, but it now had “November - 2008” on it with the 13th circled in red with “FIRST KISS!” written in big block letters.

“First kiss?”

“Hello?” She did not recognize the voice, but her body did… it was the boy she was about to have her first kiss with. “Oh, Polly!”

“Oh, shit.”

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