Sunday, October 12, 2014

On Vacation

On Vacation

Midnight in New York. Sounds like a song title. Until you see the body outside the theater. Lips blue. Eyes uninhabited.

Piano music leaks from inside a cafe. Laughter from another. No one stops. Except a homeless woman. She crosses herself. Pauses in silence. Moves on. Uneasy. So do you. It's how life works now.

*Prompt words: midnight, theater, piano, lips, New York

Sunday, September 21, 2014

Her Grandfather's Home

Today's prompt words in bold.

The house sat on an old-time graveyard. The lawn provided a broad barrier from the rest of the neighborhood. A webby film produced an eerie aura.

Rumor said no virgin could survive there. So, Sara married Arthur, unaware of the zombie thing until their wedding night. She smiled. Sara knew they'd live forever happily after. (55 words)

Sunday, September 7, 2014

We'd Make It

Today's 5 to 55 challenge prompt words in bold.

It was a homemade problem, nothing illegal, but it required comfort food—popcorn. The stray had appeared on the porch. Dark fur. An omen? I wanted to keep it. Chuck didn't. One more thing to argue about. I waited for Chuck to return. To tell him he was right. To tell him we'd make it.

Sunday, August 31, 2014

Better Than The Holy Grail

Today's prompt words in bold.

Erica caressed the brass rail paralleling the narrow passageway to the subterranean grotto. The map indicated it was where she'd find the hero she sought. Once inside, she inhaled the familiar aroma, raced toward the source, tore the plastic wrapper, bit off a large chunk, savored the flavorful meats and special sauce. Scavenger hunt finished.

Wednesday, August 27, 2014

It Shouldn't Have Happened

The sudden downpour bombarded the ground. Alyssa looked up, let the pellets smack her face, hoping they might cleanse her. She hadn't meant for their friendship to turn into an affair, especially with Madeline. Not that Alyssa wasn't attracted to her daughter's teacher. 

She'd broken it off with Madeline. At least, she hoped she had. The yearning hadn't evaporated from her completely. Sometimes, an urge arose in Alyssa when she smelled perfume similar to Madeline's, or heard the classical music they both liked. Alyssa'd quit smoking three years ago after many tries. Now, that seemed easier than erasing Madeline from her life.

Dan was a stickler for routine. Breakfast at 6:30. Dinner at 7:00. Church at 9:00. Shirts hung by type, then color, buttons to the left. The kids well-behaved in public. Alyssa thought this was what she wanted—needed. She shook her head, thinking about how wrong she'd been, and wondered if being unlike Dan was what she found attractive in Madeline.

Alyssa knew what Dan would think about her unconnected triangle of lovers. She wasn't surprised he hadn't caught on. He wasn't the think-outside-the-box kind. Plus, she and Madeline had become pros at keeping a secret, even in a smallish city. Polite hellos at teacher conferences, quick hugs at the grocery store, hands “accidentally” touching while watching their girls' soccer matches.  

The affair hadn't lasted long, just three rendezvous in a not-so-nearby town, but Alyssa's feelings for Madeline went deep. She knew Madeline felt the same way. Alyssa had cried at their last encounter. Madeline knew why immediately. Alyssa wished Dan was as perceptive. The two left the motel, agreeing not to see each other romantically any longer. Now, standing in her driveway, Alyssa protected the family picture she kept in her wallet from the rain, and sighed. She'd chosen her future. Now she needed to make it work.