She crept down the long dark hallway, her bare feet silent against the worn carpet. Fear pounded in her head, choking her breath. Would she be caught?
A sudden flash lit up the old house, blinding her. She froze.
CRASH!
Thunder rattled the shingles and a muffled scream escaped her trembling lips as she was again cast into darkness. Terror moistened her palms and weakened her knees as she leaned against the wall. Had the storm awakened him? She strained to hear over her pounding heart and the battering of the rain and wind against the windows.
Silent. Dark. The night seemed to suspend its breath in anticipation of the coming event. The lure of greed, evil and temptation pressed heavier, urging her on.
She slid forward, her fingertips pressed to the wall, steadying and guiding her. Almost there.
The door. It stood in front of her, illumined briefly by another flash of lightning. She reached out her trembling hand and grasped the handle. With a gentle pull, she inched the door wider. A lone light bulb flickered on, chasing away the thick darkness inside.
And then she saw him. He was laying there naked, legs apart, vulnerable and so close. She raised the knife. This is what she had been waiting for. Thoughts of this moment had consumed her days and tormented her nights. Now, it was finally here.
She reached out slowly.
"Honey, it's the middle of the night. What are you doing?"
The voice from behind startled her and she whipped around. The knife slipped from her grasp and clattered to the floor, barely missing her exposed toes. She had been caught.
"Um, making a turkey sandwich. Want one?"
So, I had a wonderful Thanksgiving. LOTS of family, food and fun. We ate till we were sick...and then ate some more. I enjoyed a feast of turkey, potatoes, stuffing, gravy, veggies (obligatory half-spoon), yams/sweet-potatoes, buns, and an assortment of salads.
Yes, salad. Believe it or not, I love this salad. Mostly because it has eggs, cheese, bacon and a thick cream sauce in it. It's a layered lettuce salad and does contain some actual green things, but when combined with the eggs cheese and bacon, and then covered in a thick creamy mayo dressing, well, it's just plain yummy. And it's got substance.
I also realized this weekend that it is, indeed, possible to have too much pumpkin pie. I never would have believed it, but my stomach is still protesting the assault I carried out on it. Do I regret it? Not really. Sure there was a penalty to pay, but the pain goes away after awhile. The memories, however, will live on. *sigh* ;-)
And last, but certainly not least, we celebrated my son Benen's fourth birthday. He's not actually four yet, but we took advantage of the whole family being together to celebrate his and my brother's B-days. I'm hoping to get some pictures up this week.
I don't have a great thought or witty comment to leave you with. I wish I did, but zilch. So tell me about your Thanksgiving weekend or Thanksgiving plans. Oh, and if you're wondering about the story above.....yeah, just a little turkey leftovers fantasy. I have mentioned that crazy things go on inside my head, right?
10 comments:
Shauna Sturge, Romantic Suspense Author...(Though I've always thought your name sounds like a Rock Star's name...it's got the same ring as 'Gwen Stefani' or Michael Buble'...) But then, I suppose there's always room for that, too: Shauna Sturge, the world's first ever Romantic Suspense author and Rock Star... ;0)
Seriously...that intro at the top of your post would be a good hook for a story! You've got what it takes, girl!
And MMmmmmm...Thanksgiving. Can't wait! I suddenly have a craving for a piece of pumpkin pie...
Yanno, I need to start celebrating Canadian Thanksgiving, too. I know enough folks from Canada... it should count. Right?
LOL on the story. Well done! Forget reviewing, you should be writing stuff for me to review *G*.
Becky, you are too kind. You think my name sounds like a Rock Star's?? LOL! Thanks! And on top you compared it to Gwen Stefani and Michael Buble. That's a high honor...even just for the name. ;-) And that opening line I stole from an old computer game back when DOS was the program. It was called Sleuth and was basically the game Clue, where you had to figure out the weapon, the room and who committed the murder. If you took too long, the game would say the murderer was stalking you. And if you happened to go into a room alone, you would be killed. Sounds gruesome, but really you were just a little rectangle on the screen. :-) Good times.
Marianne, it totally counts! In fact, I think I should celebrate America's holiday as well. It's another day for feasting. ;-) And thanks for your kind comments. I write when I feel inspired or when I get a crazy line going through my head. In this case the line was, "He was laying there naked, legs apart, vulnerable and so close," to describe a turkey on a platter. Thought it might shock my mother. LOL!
BWAHAHA!
I LOVED this post! Glad to hear you had a happy Thanksgiving! :o)
I love Thanksgiving - stuffed so full of turkey and dressing that you can hardly move, and yet still making room for pumpkin pie. It's a beautiful thing.
As soon as I read the opening line "It is a dark and stormy night ..." my mind was teleported back to that same slueth game. I spent hours playing. Good Times.
Hahahahaha!!! Shauna, you crack me up.
Great writing!!! I would love to read more. :o)
I was put in mind of -
It was a dark and stormy night. We were standing on the deck. The captain said to me, 'Tell me a story, my son.' And so I began.
It was a dark and stormy night. We were standing on the deck. The captain said to me, 'Tell me a story, my son.' And so I began.
It was a dark...
Daisy, thanks for stopping by.
Shar, someone else who played! YEAH! I was hoping someone would catch that line. tee,hee.
Jenster, LOL! I'm glad you liked it.
You are right, that line did shock your mother. I was wondering what happened to my daughter, where did these dark and soon to be rated thoughts come from.
By the way, you got me hooked right off the top. Great story!
When are you going to finish it.
Did he get to share a turkey sandwich with her? or Does it turn into some dark mystery?
Oops, got my romantic juices flowing and who would have thought that a turkey could do that? lol
Yes, salad. Believe it or not, I love this salad.
TRAITOR!
airingon, I don't know what happened to that daughter of yours. hee,hee. "Soon to be rated." LOLOL!
Travis, I think this salad could sway even a carnivore like you. The bacon, eggs, cheese, cream sauce...yum! And if you close your eyes when you eat it, you can almost forget that there's lettuce in it. I'd send you some, but by the time it got there it'd be not-so-appetizing brown sludge, rotten eggs and mouldy cheese. I don't even want to imagine how curdled the sauce would be.
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