Friday, October 21, 2011

Flash Fiction 55: 10/21/11. The Delta Sun

Alden straightened up from signing her name.
Spraying her name in paint was more accurate;
it was tucked up under a darker arch of blue on the hull
of the Ferry boat she was painting.
She was pleased with the matching flash and shine of light
coming up off the water in front of her.                             (55)

    "Halfway there-" She stepped back putting her hands on her hips
to rest a minute.
" Wow -now that is lovely!" Micheal's voice surprised her.
" You'll see her coming that is for sure-" She smiled over her shoulder.
"Yeah you will." He laid his arm across her shoulders and gathered her in.
    A sunrise spread its corded, ropey rays, all the way out over the three tiers
of the boat, rocking on the river ever so slightly in agreement.
" Now for the Moon side-" He grinned down at her.
"You'll have to help me with that."She ribbed him lightly before pulling away.
" I'll help," He nodded " You just have to stick to the Owl and Pussy Cat version
you drew in your plans-" He dodged quickly away from the sweep
of arm he knew was coming at him.


Brian Miller said...

haha that 55? smiles.

G-Man said...

I am gracious.
I Do love your writing style.
I very much appreciate your loyalty.
I think you are very talented and creative.
But this isn't Friday Flash 130!!
(I'm teasing....:P)

Loved your 55
I thought this was about graffiti.
Thanks for playing, and have a Kick Ass Week-End

Lydia said...

I think you are so creative. This is really unique the way your 55 serves as the introduction to the rest of the scene.