This week’s prompt at Trifecta–
And now, the weekly prompt. Keep in mind that we are looking for the third defintion, as always. If you’re writing about colors in the sky you’re going down the wrong road. Good luck!
Your response must be between 33 and 333 words.
You must use the 3rd definition of the given word in your post.
The word itself needs to be included in your response.
You may not use a variation of the word; it needs to be exactly as stated above.
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: an arc or circle that exhibits in concentric bands the colors of the spectrum and that is formed opposite the sun by the refraction and reflection of the sun’s rays in raindrops, spray, or mist
a : a multicolored array
b : a wide assortment or range
[from the impossibility of reaching the rainbow, at whose foot a pot of gold is said to be buried] : an illusory goal or hope
Here’s my entry for the week. Word count: 331. Enjoy!
She watched him take another drag of the cigarette and nervously flick the ashes. He shifted his weight, switching the cross of his legs back and forth a few times. Why did he continue to entangle himself in these situations?
“You know you’re setting yourself up for another extreme crash right?” she said gently.
He paused before letting out a huge puff of smoke. He snuffed out the butt and immediately lit another.
“No, I know him. I trust him. He’ll leave her,” he replied.
“Just like Bobby? Or is this more of an Adam situation?” she said.
“Wow, well that stings,” he said, never breaking eye contact with his phone.
“Look, I’m not trying to be a bitch. I’m just tired of watching as you plunge head first into disaster. This is just another rainbow sweetie. You can’t seriously keep falling for this; for the unavailable users. You have so much to offer. Come on, you have to see that. Hey, look at me,“ she said pulling his face up to look at hers.
“This time really is different though. He just needed someone to help him see who he really is, that’s all. I mean, we are going out to dinner tonight and everything. It’s a real date. You’ll see,” he said.
She didn’t have to wait long. His phone buzzed and she watched as he read the text with eager anticipation. A wave of disappointment and hurt moved across his face, but no tears. She sat awaiting a flood that never came.
“He cancelled. Apparently his wife’s work trip got cancelled,” he said calmly.
She waited, confused by the coolness with which he spoke.
“And I texted him back to let him know that I am fine with one more for dinner. Now I’ll await his wife’s reply to my message,” he smiled.
He may not have found his pot of gold, but it was clear to me that this rainbow was going to meet its end.
Stay positive & love your life!
Listening to: The Smiths – How Soon Is Now?
Random fact: In the day and age of technology, someone would be really stupid to think they could keep someone separated from their “real” life.