Hi,
Hope all had a great
week. Mine was a bit up and down, but I managed to complete my Camp NaNo
writing challenge of 25,000 words. I actually wrote 30,000+ words. I still have
another 2-4 chapters to complete the story I was free writing on. Looking
forward to finding out the ending to the story. It sure took a different twist
than I expected. It went down its own path like rolling steam from a shower.
That thought is what led
to this week’s flash fiction scene. Hope you enjoy and remember:
Let your imagination soar
when you read.
Julia
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Note This is an unedited scene
ADULT CONTENT
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I wiped sweat off my
forehead, cursing the obnoxious hot water. I’d wanted a cool shower to evaporate
my steam rolling emotions, not one hot enough to create more steam.
“You going to listen to
me?”
Did Cal really think I
cared what he had to say? I didn’t. Wouldn’t. Never again.
“Please, Bethany, please
listen to me.”
Nope. If I had, he would
have ended up curled in on himself screaming at a higher pitch than a man
should even make. He still might have if I saw him again. Thankfully, for him
at least, and maybe my knee, the steam covered shower blocked my view of him.
“Leave.” I reached
through the shower curtain, snatching up my towel.
“Will you let me explain
myself?”
“Why should I?” She ran the
lavender scented towel up and down her arm. “You accepted a transfer without
asking me if I wanted to move to Texas.”
Texas of all places.
Desert. Heat. Extreme heat. Southern talk. Cowboys. Okay, that part might have
been okay. Cowboys wore tight ass jeans. Or the ones in the movies did. She wouldn’t
have minded seeing Cal in a pair.
What was she thinking?
Cal had accepted a position in Texas. Without asking her? He knew how she felt
about hot weather. It’s why they lived where there was a limited amount of hot
days. More than she liked, but not so many she suffocated to death on them.
“It was that, or I lose
my job. Completely.”
I jerked the curtain
aside. “Well, you have lost your wife. Completely.” She stepped out, knocking him
aside and marching into their bedroom for the last five years.
“You serious!” Cal’s
words came out squeaky, but his anger lurked in them.
She was, wasn’t she? Yes.
She was. “I am.”
“You would throw away our
marriage because I chose my job?”
“It’s not the job.” Did
he not get it? Was he that stupid?
“Then what is it?”
“You did not consult me
on such a major decision.” She slung her towel in his face and jerked her
underwear on. “You made a life changing decision without even asking my
opinion.”
“I had to decide then.
Not like I wanted to.”
“You will not get it. Will
you?” She threw her hands up in the air.
“You will not either,
will you?” He sighed. “They did not give me time to call you. It was answer
them then, or they took the offer to Frank.”
“Then you should have
told them no.” She tugged her grown over her head. “Sleep on the couch until
you leave for Texas.” She tossed her hands at the door. “I’m going to bed.” She
threw the covers back and crawled under them.
“Fine.” Cal marched out,
muttering about how this was not over.
