A to Z 2014

A to Z 2014
A to Z 2014

Tuesday, August 20, 2013

The Game

1) Use the photo and the 5 words provided in your story
2) Keep your word count 500 words or less.
3) You have until next Tuesday to link up your post.
4) Link up with your blog hostess (Nicole, Carrie, Tena or Leanne) when you’re done via the inLinkz linky below.
5) Have fun, don’t stress, let those creative juices flow.

Your photo:

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Your (randomly generated) mandatory words:
                                                                            prank
                                                                            printer
                                                                            profit
                                                                            capsicum
                                                                            goal


With the sun going down Allison reached in her backpack for a sweater. Spotting the can of pepper spray tucked on top she felt a chill that had nothing to do with the weather.  She was only there because Jenny had cajoled her in to watching the game.  Recently relocated from her hometown in Tennessee the move had been an act of desperation with a goal of putting distance between her soon to be ex-husband and herself.  As usual, thoughts of Perry produced a pang of regret.  She missed him, missed being married and the security of knowing someone loved her.  "Knock it off," she chided herself, "if a man can cheat on Halley Berry what chance do the rest of us have?"  With a little shake she turned her attention back to the game.

"Come on Ali, it will be fun," Jenny wheedled, "we'll order pizza, make a pitcher of Margarita's, and have some good old fashion girl talk."  Ali had begged off explaining she had to finish preparing for an early meeting.  Now, driving home, she began to wish she had taken her friend up on the invite.  Navigating through dark streets her nervousness increased.  "Damn," she thought, "those prank calls are really getting to me."  Spotting her driveway, she used the remote to open the garage and was relieved to see the interior light come on.  Pulling in she quickly closed the door behind her and feeling a little foolish grabbed the can of pepper spray. "Better safe than sorry," she thought, "capsicum may not stop a maniac but used correctly it would slow him down." 

Keys in hand she hurried to the service door.  As she entered the house she paused, surveying the dim interior.  All was as she had left it, "See, no boogey-man here," she said loudly flicking on the kitchen overhead.  With some trepidation she walked over to the phone and was happy to see no new messages.  Recently someone had been calling and then hanging up when she answered.  She didn't know if they were trying to frighten her but if so they were succeeding.

 She kicked off her shoes, poured a glass of red wine and proceeded to the spare room that served as her home office.  With a sigh she sank on to an oversize chair and began to review Trans-Continental's profit and loss statement.

An insistent ringing penetrated her sleep addled brain and feebly she groped for the offending phone. She heard a click and then a dial tone. She had fallen asleep in the chair but was now wide awake and unsure what to do.  Peering at the clock she saw it was just after 3:00 a.m.  Suddenly the printer whirred to life as it spit out an incoming fax.  Shakily Angie reached for the single sheet of paper on which was a hand written note, "I'M COMING FOR YOU".  Unexpectedly she smiled.   The writing was Perry's.  He had been the one calling and he was coming to get her!



     

4 comments:

  1. Creepy chap - hope she gets away.

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  2. EEP! I'm intrigued by Ali's feelings and thoughts of missing her stalker ex-hubby, smiling when she get's the creepy fax. Yet, clearly she is on edge and fearful. It plays into that notion that we ladies desire to be loved and pursued... just not loved to death, if that is what Perry has in mind.

    Great story, Vicki! It's suspenseful and giving me pause to wonder.

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  3. You hit the nail on the head, girls love the chase but not always the chaser. Glad you liked the story:)

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  4. Hi Vicki, I stopped by here to see how you are doing. We miss you over at the Writer Wednesday blog hop! Hope you are well!

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