Author's Note: Through writing challenges, on The Written Voice, my Cafemom group where I co-admin, we create poems and short stories using many prompts. I've decided I would share these stories as I come up with them over the year.)
Words to use: tablet, labor, sun, juice, sneeze
She sat in the lawn chair, under a bright blue sky. No clouds obscured the horizon beyond the oceanside cliffs. Looking up at tall palm trees drifting in the salty breeze, bright rays of sun shine filtered past the leaves and down onto her untanned body. She felt a sneeze coming on, but squelched it. And now she surveyed all the necessary gear around her:
Suntan lotion - check!
Frozen margarita- check! check!
Her favorite pair of dark glasses- got them!!
Cosmo magazine- Check! check! check!
And a writing tablet and pen- Check!...in-case of an urge came up to write all of her friends trapped on the cold mainland. Yes, she had planned this trip for a long time, to visit this tropical paradise during the wintertime, far away from cold fronts and falling snow. This mini-three-week vacation, the fruit of her hard labor at the television station all year long, seemed well worth the escape. What could be better than this?
"Hello there," a muscular, six foot four man, holding what seemed to be some juice concoction with an umbrella in it, looked her over from head to toe. He had beautiful blue eyes, glittering like diamonds, and jet black hair. His full smile gave away pearly whites, with one gold tooth on an incisor. She could smell the aroma of his fabulous cologne. Sticking out of his khaki shorts, was a money clip, barely holding onto a wad full of hundred dollar bills. He leaned over and grabbed the lawn chair next to her, "Mind if I sit next to you? A lovely woman like you seems in need of some pleasant company."
Ok, maybe the line came out like honey to a bear and she obviously fell for it. With mouth parted open and eyes wide, she nodded, never losing focus on his handsome, perfect face. Perhaps a gasp might have escaped her lips, but within an hour, they were into full blown conversation and they were drawn together like magnets. This seemed to be the beginning of a beautiful thing... and that topped the need to escape.
