For several weeks now, ever since The Call for Strength, I’ve been waiting for the right photo to put Angelique in the state penitentiary. I had no idea what that photo might look like, but when I saw today’s prompt, it was only a matter of seconds before I knew this was the photo for which I had been waiting. These stairs, with the glow of light at the top, illustrate two great metaphors for the choices faced by Dan in this week’s story.
Unfortunately (or fortunately, depending upon how much one likes Angelique), I once again overshot the one hundred word limit.
Thanks to Jennifer Pendergrast for a beautiful photo and to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting Friday Fictioneers, a community of writers who come together every week to share a variety of stories inspired by a single photo.
Photo Copyright – Jennifer Pendergast
(Genre: Paranormal. Word Count: I’ll never tell).
“Angelique?” Seated on the top bunk, he looked like a teen in a blanket of silver feathers. “About time you got here. He won’t listen to a word I say.”
She knelt by the bruised and bloody man, her cheek against the concrete, her eyes close to his. Recognition without bitterness met her gaze.
“The bus brat,” the man said. “Go ahead. Finish me. Sara, our baby, the business… All gone. I should be, too.”
“Shh,” Angelique said, her finger against his ice-cold lips. She remembered the fierce tenderness with which Sara had spoken of this broken man, the deliberate passion with which the Creator fashioned each piece of art. Warmth, so long desired, spread through her body into his. “You don’t get to make that decision. You’ll have to get up and walk. It won’t be easy, but Sara’s counting on you to make it to the top. One step at a time, Dan.”
* Random writer note: Even going over the word limit, I feel so much is missing from this scene. I’ll see how it plays out in the comment section before adding an explanations, though. Thanks to all who read and comment! You make me want to make these stories the very best that I can make them!
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