Good luck, P-C!
Am-Chau, that was fabulous. I loved the withered winter lettuce.
---
She threw the bundle of black leather at him, and he fell back a step as it slammed into his chest, zippers jangling – classic motorcycle jackets are heavy.
"Take your bribe and get the hell out!"
"It's your Christmas present," he protested. "I wanted you to have it."
"So you could cheat on me, dump me two days later and not feel guilty. Screw that! Why would I want to be reminded of your pathetic face every time I wear it?"
Ten years later, she still occasionally thinks of that day with regret. It really was the perfect leather jacket.
---
Dunno if this qualifies as "revenge", exactly, but that was certainly how I intended it at the time...
(giggling like lunatic over here)
Perfect leather jacket. Mmmm, yes.
I would intend to pitch it, but leather has quite a hold on me.
For Challenge 14. I think I used six of the words. This was so much fun.
There was no time for procrastination. She would teach them to slight her, and she would use the child, round perfect pink infant, the embodiment of their dreams.
Everything black and ugly within her, everything borne of chaos and waste, as withered and dead as this place was now alive, ripe and light and full, she poured into the spell. An ocean of hate, and all the girl would need do was spin. Drawn to the strange thing in the gloaming, its wheel and its deadly, gleaming needle…one touch and the kingdom would sleep. Forever, she hoped.
And she smiled.
Oh, Amy, I need to send you another of my stories tonight.
Oooh, more P-C fiction to look forward to! By all means, send it along.
erika, email insent last night, very belatedly.
Backflung...it ain't no thing, as my mom still says.Mom was influenced by Don Cornelius at a formative stage.I've got to get offline for a while, but I'd like to talk about that some more later.
Amy, wheee! Fantasy doesn't do anything for me, but I love fairy tales with a burning hot love. That one rocks.
Thank you, ma'am! I don't read fantasy either, but I do love me some fairy tales. And revenge is such a common thread in them.
(nodding like a bobblehead doll)
