Intuitive
It may be the glint in his eye as he glances my direction with the slight upturn of his lip, halfway between a snarl and a show of victory. It may be how one eyebrow arches slightly, as if such a simple gesture could throw into doubt everything that I stand for and love. It may be the off-handed way he turned. It may be any of these things, but it isn't. Something deeper is encouraging me to not just walk, but run. As the police link his hands behind his back, it is my lip that curls up.
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8 comments:
Awesome. I love it. It reminds me of an experience I had at a laundromat many years ago. There was just something...and I trusted my gut.
p.s. Can you be sure to link back to the original challenge so that if others are interested they know how to play? That would be great.
I like this one. The way you described him made me shiver. Then having him handcuffed -- perfect.
Curious. This is either extremely kinky or a victory over jerk-kind. ^_^ By the way, I was wondering what the red thing on the squirrel was? Cute picture.
Well written! Everyone can relate to this kind of story, and the way you wrote it sent chills down my spine.
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I hadn't thought about it that way, but I like the way your mind works :) The squirrel on my front page is actually just a picture of a squirrel that was trying to attack me while I was simply eating my lunch in a park one day. I think the red stuff on his tail is the result of one too many squirrel fights.
I've already commented on your 100 word piece, but as I was checking who I had read and who I had missed I read your *About Me*. I love what that little girl said, I'll meet you at the edge of the sunshine." Now think that is where most of us live -- at the edge of the sunshine -- sometimes in it, sometimes not. Wow
Patsy saw it - and made me read it. Is it not amazing how often truth comes to us from the mouths of babes?
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