I’m continuing on toward the conclusion of my short story, “The Guest” for this week’s Trifecta writing challenge. If you’d like to catch up on the story from the beginning, I’ve now housed it all in one post: HERE.
This week, Trifecta gave us this prompt:
1: obsolete: EXPERT, SKILLED
2a: marked by skillful design
b: marked by beauty or elegance
3a : unusual or different in character or appearance : ODD
b : pleasingly or strikingly old-fashioned or unfamiliar
• 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.
• Only one entry per writer.
• If your post doesn’t meet our requirements, please leave your link in the comments section, not in the linkz.
• Trifecta is open to everyone.
And now, Part XXII of “The Guest”. Enjoy!
She sat across from me shoveling down her second helping of chili. Glancing up she caught me watching her.
“What?” she asked between bites. “I’m starving.”
I pushed a kidney bean around the bottom of my bowl taking a moment before responding.
“Obviously,” I said. “You’ve never had such an, appetite, before.”
She looked up and tilted her head sideways in a quaint movement that she’d taken to doing lately. It was as if she was trying very hard to understand what I meant or like I was some anomaly she was trying to figure out.
“Yes, I’m hungry. Don’t you think this recipe is to die for? We have to make this again,” she said scraping the bottom for the very last trace. “Are you going to finish yours?”
After dinner we retired to the couch for a little catch-up time on the DVR. She pulled a blanket around her and sighed, curling up next to me. I scrolled through our list several times before settling on “Ancient Aliens”.
“….and you can see here hieroglyphics that match another set found in a cave over 3500 miles away. Clearly these marking were inspired by the same event or visitor.”
I felt her body start to quiver ever so slightly, a precursor to a wave of laughter that erupted from her. “Clearly!” she chuckled. “Like anyone’s going to believe this guy. Just look at him!” she stammered.
I picked up the remote poised to change over to another show. I knew my shows about ghosts, aliens, and Bigfoot hunters weren’t her thing. “Okay, okay, you’ve made your point, “I said.
“No, don’t change it. This is great! I want to see what he comes up with next,” she said popping up off the couch. “You want anything? I’m gonna grab a snack.”
“No, I’m good. We did just finish eating 15 minutes ago!” I said as she started rummaging through the pantry.
“Yeah, but seriously, I’m famished!”
Word count: 326
Thanks so much to those of you who’ve followed this story and offered feedback. It means a lot. This is my first attempt at a series since I started taking a stab at writing fiction through the blog. It’s fun, but a bit scary at the same time. Writing in such small bits is manageable for my work schedule, but it also makes is challenging when you’re attempting to keep the story “flowing”. It’s a work in progress, both my writing in general and this story! Constructive criticism welcome.
Stay positive & love your life!
Listening to: Ellie Goulding – Dead In The Water
Eating: Salad and leftover noodles.
Random thought: I read that Martin Luther King Jr. said that his “first intellectual contact with the theory of nonviolence and resistance” was via the essay “Civil Disobedience” by Henry David Thoreau. I find this fascinating for two reasons: 1. This essay was written nearly 200 years ago and it’s still making a huge impact in people’s lives. Now that is some powerful writing. 2. Given King’s religious ties, you’d have thought the Bible would have been his first contact with this theory!