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Fiction Relay – Part 21

 The Fiction Relay continues with this latest installment of Suzi’s Saga…

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“Wait in the van and stay silent, I’ll see if we can get inside the lab.” With a pull on his flask, Raj left the for the underground bunker. The entrance beckoned with a dim flicker of light; Raj slipped inside, feeling his way along the damp rockiness as he entered the cave proper. It had been so long since Elijah was killed, and he had been called Khalid. Anxious sweat permeates his being as the chamber emerges. Moving forward, Raj sees a figure that releases feelings he can no longer control. Slipping his arms around Suzi, he inhales her scent.

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Melissa was pissed. Lighting another cigarette, she vented, ‘he is not the boss of me, the fucker, I’m as much a part of this as anyone’. Exiting the van, she made her way to the cave.

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Awaking from a darkness, Suzi found herself tied to an examining table in one of the lab rooms. She had underestimated Raj’s telekinetic powers, and now her silken panties were being slipped down to her ankles. Suzi shut her eyes, as Raj unbuckled his pants and mounted her. All she could think was, ‘the snake is out’, as the stench of cheap liquor and sweat assaulted her nostrils. She held her breath and waited.

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Cutting deep through the murk of the last dream, Ephraim senses the peril and begins a search. “Where is Suzi, Sam?”
“Isn’t she reading on the porch?”
“She’s gone to the cave”!

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A warm viscosity spreading over her face brings Suzi back to reality. The copper taste, forces her eyelids to part, revealing Raj’s lifeless eyes locked on her own. The sight of Melissa, frozen above, brings instant relief, as the scalpel clatters to the floor.

“He always liked you more.”

To be continued…  

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The next installment will be penned by KC .  For a quick ‘catch up’ on Suzi’s Saga… check yourself into the Fiction Relay  SUMMARY. 

To see all installments and find how to participate, see The Reclining Gentleman at… Fiction Relay HOMEPAGE

Trifexra Writing Challenge: 33 WORDS BY CARLOS RUIZ ZAFON

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THE SHADOW OF THE WIND

I still remember the day my father took me to the Cemetery of Forgotten Books for the first time.  It was the early summer of 1945, we walked through the streets of Barcelona…

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This my 33 word selection for the Trifextra Challenge this week.  Here’s the challenge:

This Trifextra isn’t so much a writing challenge; it’s more of a reading challenge.  We want you to scour through your favorite pieces of literature and give us the best 33 words you can find. 

I choose to the two opening lines from one of my favorite books, “The Shadow of the Wind” by Carlos Ruiz Zafon

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Trifecta Writing Challenge #63: SIR WALTER

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“Oh what a tangled path we weave.”

“My, aren’t you the dramatic one! But you’ve got the quote wrong, I don’t think it’s path.”

“What are you talking about, of course it is.  It’s by Shakespeare.”

“Not! I’m gonna look it up.”

“Go right ahead Miss Google-Pants.”

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“Web, Ethel. It’s ‘web’, not ‘path’. I think it was by Sir Walter Scott, not Shakespeare.”

“Think!  Don’t you give me ‘think’, Cheryl, you know damn well who it is, you just looked it up for Christ’s sake!”

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It seems Ethel’s Trifecta woes continue.  This week’s challenge was the third definition of Path..

3a : course, route
b : a way of life, conduct, or though

Here is what Cheryl found at Wikipedia…

Sir Walter Scott.

Friday Fictioneers: BIG DAY

 “Coffee, Tea or Me?”

Oh God, Renee’s in her stewardess mode again.  She should know by now I don’t like to play “Fly Me to the Moon”.

“Come on, let’s get you undressed Mr. Grumpy-face”.

Ooh… watch it with the arm, bitch.  Why can’t Jan do this?  I hate Renee’s baths, she gets the water too cold, and leaves me sitting too long. 

“Big day today, sweetheart.  Do you want to wear the blue shirt or the tan one.”

Why does she always ask me?  I don’t even remember what blue looks like.

“Okay then, the blue one.”

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“Hello Grandpa!!!”

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Big thanks to Rich Voza for taking this week’s Photo Prompt for the Friday Fictioneers 100 Word Flash Fiction.

If you want to join in with your some of own writing, see Rochelle Wisoff-Fields-Addicted to Purple

Read my friends stories here…

Trifextra Wrighting Challenge #53: “DIALOGUE”

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“Dialog?  What the hell kind of prompt is that?”

“For cryin’ out loud, Ethyl, it’s simple.  Write 33 words of a conversation.”

“But I want a picture, a definition.”

“You’re not getting one.”

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The Trifecta Writing Challenge…  “For the weekend prompt we’re asking for exactly 33 words of dialogue.”

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