Three Line Tales: Expanded – Fiction – All Doors Lead to Wonderland #amwriting #fiction #3LineTales


Thanks to Sonya of Only 100 Words for hosting #3LineTales.


Credit: Luis Alfonso Orellana via Unsplash


“Alice, is that you? Well, what door will you enter, the red door or the blue? The up or the down; it doesn’t matter you know, both are the same.” She fluffed her pony tale and straightened the lapels of her sky-blue blazer.

“Can’t Wonderland find another Alice? It’s a common name, you know. Just because my grandmother was, and my mother was, and somehow great-Grandpa Wren’s magical blood flows in my veins along with the first, Alice — doesn’t mean I have to follow in their footsteps. I left that world. I chose to leave. Why won’t you let me be?”

A grin appeared between the doors. “Dear girl, it’s you who can’t forget us; you found the doors home. That’s why you’re our guardian, but you as any Alice, must choose your path. Thus, you have before you two doors. Which door, dear Alice? You do have to decide. Time won’t wait.”

Alice trembled, and without thinking her hand turned the knob on the red door. Then, she was falling as the Cheshire cat laughed and Destiny caught up with Alice.

She’d tried to disappear, to become another young woman. But as her predecessors, including her dear mother, she was a guardian of Wonderland. The land of magic wouldn’t have it another way. She fell, and when she woke up, she sighed as brilliant flowers hovered over her whispering.

They beamed at her, brimming with questions. “Oh, Alice is it true? Have you come home. You’re the new guardian now, and your mother been waiting; her time is at an end. Five-hundred years is a long time not too see one’s daughter. Your time to serve has come. The white queen has decreed, as do your grandfather Wren’s people.”

Alice blew her hair from her face. “What’s the point of free will if your choices all lead you back to one path?”

The flowers shrugged. “Tulips and Marigolds don’t think of such things; we simply are.”


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Beauty: Luxebox – Spring 2018 Reveal #beauty #beautybox #Luxebox


So, a couple of days ago I received my Spring Luxebox. I haven’t been overly pleased with them. When you receive four a year, it’s important that each one is full of stuff you can use, yourself. I’ve had too many products that don’t suit my skin-tone. Also, products a few products that were repeats.

This never used to be the case with Luxebox, so I’ve cancelled. I’m going to try Ipsy bag for a while, starting in April. Also, from the research I did, it’s rated better than many other monthly or seasonal boxes.


Anyways, here’s what I received for Luxebox Spring 2018:


Tadaa!!


1. China Glaze Nail Lacquer with Hardeners – Worth $14.00/14 mL – Color is Orangy-Brown with Shimmer — I gave this to my Mom, it suits her Autumn skin-tone well.

2. LARITZY Cosmetics Eye Pencil (Laritzy.com) – Worth $18.00/1g (pencil) – White Shimmer — It’s a hard pencil, but a pretty color for tight lining on your bottom lid, and the corner of your eye, if you can soften it enough. So far, not much luck.


3. The Beauty Crop: GRLPWR Liquid Lipstick (@thebeautycrop) — Worth $10.00/14 mL – Deep Burgundy Red — This color was also quite brown. The photo is misleading. I gave it to a girl my Mom works with; it suits her skin-tone much better.


4. MANNAKADAR Beauty: Lash Extending Primer – $24.00/8g – White like most lash primers.

I’ve never found one I like, but I will give this a try as the formula includes proteins to strengthen hair follicles and moisturize your lashes. Sounds good to me 🙂


5. Voesh New York: Pedicure in a Box — Green Tea Pedicure – 3 pouches in a box — I’ve never tried this, but I’m excited too. One great item at least!


6. Professional Sebastian Shaper Plus Extra Hold Hairspray — 1.5 oz for Travel size.

The full-size is about $20.00 CAN at the Drugstore. I’ve tried it before and I like it a lot. The price is right, a full-sized spray bottle lasts a long time, and it’s hairspray you can brush out at night or if you’ve over sprayed. Two good items 🙂


7. Delectable Ultra Nourishing Hand Cream: Sweet Mint Cream — With Shea Butter, Coconut Oil, Ana Aloe Vera – $6.00/6 mL

Again, not a bad item unless coconut isn’t your favorite scent. I’m not a huge fan. Nevertheless, hand cream is useful, and a great gift, as this is a full-sized product. It works fantastic too. My complaint is that I’ve received this almost exact same product in four different boxes.

But all in all, a good Luxebox for Spring 2018!


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#NovemberNotes Day 22/ Music Challenge: Poem – Italian Sonnet “Getting Away” #amwriting #poetry #musicchallenge


Today the song for November Notes Day 22 is “Letter Never Sent” by Young Summer. I’m combining the prompt with a second song prompt by Tegan and Sarah called “100X” from MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie .


Credit: Brooke Cagle via Unsplash


“Letter Never Sent” by Young Summer


“100x” by Tegan and Sarah


I swear I tried to leave you one-hundred —

Times, but you don’t listen, ignored the dread.

I need out on my own, can’t live in red —

With fear and loss, with a one-day hope led;

Love was gone, we didn’t talk, hearts bled.

I pray someday you’ll see, I’m not the one —

You lost; the one who got away — we’re all done.

Silent you pack your bags, deep words unsaid.

A thousand times a day, I tried to say —

In a different way — but you kept writing,

Wrote a letter never sent promising then,

That I’d be back, but I didn’t return

I rehearsed my words to let you go, then —

You shrieked; the end I knew, would be a fight,


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Beauty: Luxebox Winter 2017/2018 #beauty #amwriting


Happy almost Christmas everyone! Only ten days to go. I hope you will enjoy the holidays with friends and family. Today’s beauty post is showing you what I received in my latest Winter 2017/2018 Luxebox beauty box.

For those of you who don’t know, Luxebox is a Canadian Beauty Box subscription that I believe is available to the U.S. and possibly other countries. You can check out their website HERE if you’re interested in signing up! It’s a quarterly subscription which I prefer to monthly ones both cost wise an because having a monthly subscription means that’s a lot of products that don’t always suit a person or someone they know.


My entire Luxebox. There packaging has become sleek and less wasteful over time so I like receiving my beauty items in this box much better than their previous bags or thicker boxes.


Barefoot Venus: Mega-Moisture Intensive Hand Repair, Planet Derived with Shea and Mango Butter, Olive and Soybean Oil; in Lilly Pilly

– I love receiving excellent hand creams a great deal. Even if it’s not my favorite, I know someone else will like it. I have so far enjoyed this hand cream A it’s thick and moisturizers well. I also like the scent which isn’t too strong but smells delightful. It’s also a product made in Canada.


Laritzy Cosmetics SiliconeMakeup Blender

– I’m undecided about this product. They say it’s easy to clean but I’m unsure what would keep it clean and get rid of any bacteria, and not damage the Blender. I guess if I’m going to blend my makeup I much prefer makeup brushes or the new curved sponge beauty blenders when I want lighter coverage. I’ll give this a try today though and if I love it, it may be in one of my beauty hauls.


Hollywood California: GlamGlow – Youth mud Tingle Exfoliant Treatment

– This is not bad. I always love a good exfoliater and I love the tingling sensation, but I’ve tried their masks and facial products before and sometimes find that since they’re mud based they can dry your skin out in Winter. However, their products are great for summer, breakouts, or for those with oily skin.

Peppermint Bliss Bath Bomb – Sweetie Products Inc.

I love the scent of peppermint and bath bombs are so nice to use when relaxing and taking a bath. I haven’t used this yet but I’m looking forward to using it in the near future.


Medusa’s Makeup: Cruelty Free Lipstick in shade: Sugar Daddy

– I like nude lipsticks but found this color better for someone with more yellow undertones as opposed to pink/blue undertones. It’s too brown for me but if I mix it with some pink lipstick the color might be okay. However, the lipstick is Smooth, moisturizing, and nice feeling on your lips. It’s just not a shade that is the right nude shade for everyone.


Cougar Eyeshadow Contour Set by Paula Dunne: 6 Shades of Nude

I love this eyeshadow palette a great deal. Most of the colors work great as shimmery nudes and those that are not quite my color can be blended with others colors. A beautiful palette especially in the light. I’m not sure about the color payoff but most eyeshadows work much better with primer, foundation, or concealer underneath to set and hold the color.


Morgan Taylor: Professional Nail Lacquer in Fit for a Queen (Red)

I love this product most of all it is the absolute perfect Christmas red and I have tried the brand before and been pleased with their nail polish. It’s so difficult finding ones right shade or red be it nail polish or lipstick but for me, this shade of red is perfect and I love the shimmer. I think many other women could pull of this shade or red too. The polish lasts a good week if you put a layer of your top coat overtop your manicure mid-week


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Music Prompt #10: Poem – Quadrille – “Memories of Red” #poetry #dVerse #musicchallenge #TaylorSwift


Thanks to MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie for the music prompt challenged based on Taylor Swift’s songRed” from her album Red. I’m combining this with Born of Poet’s Pub #dVerse Quadrille poem on bliss. 

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Sam Burris Red Love
Credit: Sam Burris via Unsplash

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“Red” by Taylor Swift

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Souls fused, 

Luminous Rouge. 

Nos coeurs, 

Gleam as one. 

Connection pulsing. 

Palms grasped tight. 

Bliss, serenity, 

Passion never replete. 

Forever yearning, 

Skin caressed. 

Conversations ’till dawn. 

Before sultry bodies meld. 

Passionate sins, 

Red cinders. 
Cold words, 
Haunting gray, 

Your stone heart, 

Sculpted of ice.

 Yet Red love, 

Throbs in —

Stomach’s hollowness, 

Hearts stabbing. 

Memories,

Blood Red. 

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Poem – Terzanelle – “For the Love of Pretty Shoes” #amwriting #shoes #poetry #dVerse


Thanks to Kim881 of Poet’s Pub #dVerse prompts for the prompt about fabulous shoes.  

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Credit: Pinterest.com from Etsy.com

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Ivory lace and pearl ribbon, pretty shoes I love, 

Flower of delicate lace on folded silk peep toes;

Jewels, silken straps, elegant wedge most beloved. 

Black lace, four-inch gold heels, length of legs to behold

Fluffiest white bed, a blue corsette, soles bright pink, 

Flower of delicate lace on folded silk peep toes. 

Burgundy patent red heels with red wine, wink! 

Malbec sliding down your throat, cheese, bread, chocolate! 

Fluffiest bed in blue corsette, soles bright pink. 

Glorious silver sparkling shimmer mocking

Until I wear them graceful on stilts, platforms slim. 

Malbec sliding down my throat cheese, bread, chocolate. 

Tall black boots, supple leather hugs my calves –winners!!

Knee-high boots prized, heels sturdy yet in winter slip, 

Until I wear them, graceful on stilts, platforms slim. 

Divine pieces of art, solve vexing mishaps, 

Ivory lace and pearl ribbon pretty shoes I love. 

Knee high boots prized, heels sturdy yet in winter slip;

Ivory lace and pearl ribbon pretty shoes I love. 

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Sunday Writing: Poem – Licentia – ” Plastic Drowns” #amwriting #poetry 


Thanks to ScribblersDip of MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie for hosting this last Sunday’s Writing Prompt quote/collage.

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Credit: ScribblersDip MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie

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“Stuck in a generation where loyalty is just a tattoo, love is just a quote, and lying is the new truth.” 

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Queen Bee they said, she’s so unashamed —

Games insane, thinks she’s Queen, now breath wanes. 

Her long voluminous eyelash extensions sweep, 

Dyed hair weeps silver strands on botoxed cheeks. 

Ingenuine smile teeth veneers and braces;

Blond bombshell Marilyn’s plastic twin races. 

Against the clock to keep her youth, nips tucks —

Child’s facelift, brow lift microbladed must. 

Hearts and flower tattoos, she’s loved a few but, 

Never many, not one recalled past lust. 

Queen Bee, they said, she’s so unashamed —

Insane games, poor Queen drowns, now her breath wanes. 

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Her long voluminous eyelash extensions sweep, 

Dyed hair weeps silver strands on botoxed cheeks. 

Today she thinks she’ll dye her hair as red, 

As the hair on princess Ariel’s head. 

Red, red with gown to rival ocean’s surf, 

Sea-green, topaz-mint silk fabric unearthed. 

Some taffeta so dress floats, one-strap to bare, 

More skin, her bodice diamond encrusted layers. 

Lenses to make her eyes seafoam green dots, 

Corset pulled tight, plastic chest pulled up-top. 

Queen Bee they said, she’s so unashamed —

Insane games, poor Queen drowns, now her breath wanes. 
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Ingenuine smile veneers and braces;

Blond bombshell Marilyn’s plastic twin races. 

Thought of need for actual dental design, 

Never entered mind, pristine teeth inclined. 

No thoughts of cost, credit cards, her wealth, 

All for looks, a beauty drowning herself. 

Procedures, weekly treatments, face, body; 

Hair coiffed, eyebrows plucked, tinted; applauded —

By those like her who in shallowness confound. 

In ankle deep depth succumb and all drown. 

Queen Bee they said, she’s so unashamed —

Insane game, poor Queen drowns, now her breath wanes. 

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Against the clock to keep her youth, nips tucks —

Child’s facelift, eyebrows high microbladed must.

Could one drown, sputter, choke on water just —
Because they’re steeped in procedures, a must?

Plastic to fill the cracks where natural beauty, 

Flourished; sweet, beautiful, but not enough, 

Now fakeness hides inner trauma, no trust. 

Grew up in the snake pit of Divas; ‘subtly — 

Enhanced,’ language unknown, tears burn eyes, flood —

Place she can’t be saved, where the cost is blood. 

Queen Bee they said, she’s so unashamed —

Insane games, poor Queen drowns, now her breath wanes

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Hearts and flower tattoos, she’s loved a few but, 

Never many, any one recalled past lust. 

Her love was herself, no one else mattered, 

Life reveals and such vanity shatters. 

Until she realizes the heart must be built, 

For the body ages becomes as ash, silt. 

She can fake youth or be classically

Lovely, elegant, forever dazzling.

Graceful aging,with minor repairs, 

Youth found in caring, she’ll not drown despaired. 

Queen Bee they said, she’s so unashamed —

Insane games, poor Queen drowns, now her breath wanes
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Music Prompt # 8: Poem – Blitz – ” Real Violent Ocean” based off of “Calm Before the Storm” by Sarah Ross #amwriting #poetry #musiccprompt 


Thanks to MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie for hosting last Friday’s music challenge. It was based on the song ” Calm Before the Storm” by Sarah Ross. 

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Calm Before the Storm” – Sarah Ross

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Calm before the storm

Calm perceived, not real

Real quiet, crows flying 

Real quiet, eerie silence 

Silence is all you deserve

Silence before your fall

Fall from saving grace 

Fall from your glories

Glories were lies 

Glories were false promises 

Promises fade, are taken away 

Promise, the storm will be fierce 

Fierce as the rain drowning your voice

Fierce as the thunder screaming 

Screaming across the darkest skies 

Screaming as lightening fires 

Fires and hits you, sparks 

Fires right between your eyes, terrified 

Terrified of the calm before the storm 

Terrified when I warned —

Warned you little boy

Warned you as clouds turned grey, too late —

Too late to hold your breath

Too late as water cleanses, drowns

Drowns your pleading voice

Drowns her cursed moans that flew

Flew freely, you cannot hide

Flew undisguised, I heard surprised? 

Surprised the worst ain’t happened yet

Surprised the storm intensifies 

Intensifies my thirst for revenge, 

Intensifies my grief, you only see 

See the calm before the storm 

See the sky ominous red 

Red as rage, passion emblazed
Red as my ripped apart heart

Heart of the storm rises 

Heart of mine wishes you gone 

Gone your presence 

Gone, don’t let your presence be prolonged

Prolongs my misery 

Prolongs, such hatred brewing 

Brewing tornado in your trailer park

Brewing in the marsh, a wild storm 

Storms create, deep dank of cruel life

Storms erupt in my tranquil ocean. 

Ocean forms my monstrous storm, 

Life, you paid the price in my maelstrom. 

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The Blitz Poem: 

This form of poetry is a stream of short phrases and images with repetition and rapid flow. 
Begin with one short phrase, it can be a cliché. Begin the next line with another phrase that begins with the same first word as line 1. The first 48 lines should be short, but at least two words.
The third and fourth lines are phrases that begin with the last word of the 2nd phrase, the 5th and 6th lines begin with the last word of the 4th line, and so on, continuing, with each subsequent pair beginning with the last word of the line above them, which establishes a pattern of repetition. 
Continue for 48 total lines with this pattern. The last two lines repeat the last word of line 48, then the last word of line 47.

The title must be only three words, with some sort of preposition or conjunction joining the first word from the third line to the first word from the 47th line, in that order.

For more information see Shadow Poetry.

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Tale Weavers: Fiction – Part 2 – “Running from Wolff” #amwriting #fiction #fairytale


Thanks to Michael of MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie for hasting the Tale Weavers prompt. This prompt was to write about walking or visiting a park [that] turns into discovery.

I’m going to continue with my one of my Tale Weaver prompts with a modern rendition of Red Riding Hood with the main character, Red, who has just met Axel.J. Wolff or ‘Wolff’ in her grandmother’s house. Wolff is house-sitting for grandma Addy who is in Hawaii with Wolff’s Grandpa Reggie. Things were heating up for them at the end, I wonder what will happen when they get to the park? 


Part 1: The Wolff with Shamrock Eyes


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She shouldn’t have run but that’s what she did. Wolff offered her his hand and invited her to keep him company and she panicked. 

“The rest of the food is in the fridge,” she said ignoring Wolff’s outstretched hand. She turned  towards Gran Addy’s bedroom door before Wolff could capture her hands again.

He was gorgeous with shamrock green eyes and tanned skin, probably from being out on the golf course but well, who was she to judge. She had had to learn to golf for work herself but instead of tanning her fair skin on the he course, her skinned often burned.

Red was alarmed she didn’t want to resist Wolff. He had gazed at her as if she were prey, looking her up and down as she found herself caught betweeen him and freedom through Gran’s bedroom door. He had licked his lips and stretched his arms above his head.

As if Red, wouldn’t notice his taut muscles and the pleased grin on his face. His teeth showed as he grinned as if Wolff thought she would give into him like weak prey. But Red wasn’t weak. No one had called her that for a long time. Red was strong. She was first in her class at Columbia and the best young associate at her firm. 

Just the same, when Wolff asked Red to stay she backed up and tripped over her flats caught on the carpet. Then, getting up before Wolff could help her, she took off out the front door towards the safety of her red Coralla.

As she drove off, Red saw Wolff leaning against her grandmother’s front door, smiling at her. There was no doubt his gaze was predatory. 

Thick lust and heat coursed through her veins as she backed up her car trying to force herself to calm down. Wolff waved and Red’s tires squeeled as she took off down the gravel road towards her family’s summer cottage and safety. 

When Red walked in the cottage her mom appeared surprised to see her, “Gina? I’m surprised you’re home so early. Your Grandma called and said you were having a wonderful time with Reggie’s Grandson Wolff. I thought you’d be a while,” Anne said raising her eyebrows.

“Um, he’s fine. Wolff appreciated the food.” 

Then Red got mad, “You should’ve told me Grandma Addy was in Hawaii with Reggie. Wolff scared the h*ll out of me. I didn’t know what he was doing in Gran’s bedroom.”

“Oh, Gran said she had the biggest bedroom. Reggie and she are gone for three months so she felt Wolff should have the biggest room in her house. She bought some manly bedding and packed away her old trinkets. He’s been so good to your Gran and Reggie.”

“You should have said something. I hate being surpised like that. I almost screamed bloody murder. I don’t need you or Gran to set me up like that. I’m a single girl and I like it.” 

Red’s mom chuckled, “Most unattached women say that until they meet a great guy. Axel has his demons behind him and needs to settle down. Well, that’s what your Gran and Reggie said. It was their idea for you to bring him food. I thought it was a great one, ” Anne said winking.

Red stomped her foot, ” I get to choose who I want to date or meet. I mean, he was half naked in Gran’s room. Who does he think he is trying to shut me up before I tell him to get out? He shouldn’t be in there, doesn’t matter what Gran Addy thinks. Doesn’t he have a job and his own place?” 

Anne chuckled again, ” He was half naked, eh? I would’ve loved to have seen that. I’ve seen Axel on the beach a few times and that man works out. Such intense green eyes, an Irish background, a hot body, and helpful to his Grandpa, sounds sexy to me. If I was a bit younger, I’d go for him.”

“Mom!” Red said shocked.

“He likes you, you know?”

“Does not. He doesn’t even know me.He just wants what ‘all ‘guys want.”

‘Did he ask you to stay?” 

“Yeah, he did. But I panicked. I never panick. I’m cool under pressure. That’s why I’m good at my job,” Red said confused.

“You ran, didn’t you? Took off like Little Red Riding Hood being chased by the big bad ‘Wolff?” Anne said laughing a her joke. 

“I did. Not quite like that though. How did you know?” 

“You look anxious and I know you well. What did you think was going to happen?” Anne said enjoying teasing her daughter. 

“Stop it, mom. I can’t handle a guy like Wolff now. Too hungry, the kind of guy who wants too much. I’ve plenty of options in the city.”

“Yet, you don’t date much,” Anne murmered.

Red stomped her food again, “I’m fine. I’m going to bed. Don’t bother with breakfast for me tomorrow. I’m going for a run in the park when I wake up, a long one.”

Anne chuckled,”I’d be careful if I were you. Axel Wolff likes to run in the park in the mornings  too.”

“Well, I’ll go running tonight then. The sun’s up for a few more hours.”

“Red, don’t go. You’re all worked up for no reason and you haven’t had dinner, have you?”

“No, I’m fine. I’ll eat after I’m back.”

Red left the family cottage slamming the back door. She changed into her running clothes in her car and made a beeline for the park a few blocks away. When she was half-way down one paved trail she stopped abruptly.

Wolff was sitting on a park bench in his own running clothes. He had taken his shirt off, and Red could see his fascinating tattoos. She wondered what they were images of and what they meant. 

Her eyes were glued to Wolff, wiping the sweat off his body with a towel. For some reason, her mouth was dry. She felt heat flowing through her veins again. It was an overpowering sensation. 

Shaking her head, Red noticed she had stopped running entranced by Wolff’s body and shamrock green eyes. He gazed up at her and stared. 

Wolff’s lips curled into a half-smile, “Surprised to see you here?”

“What are ‘you’ doing here?” Red asked instead. 

“Had to wear off supper. But I’m hungry again. Did you come to help me with that?”

“Not really. But . . . ”

Wolff cut her off, “You do have big eyes, Red. They’re beautiful and so are you. Sit, talk with me.”

Red was ready to run but then Wolff was in front of her as in Gran Addy’s room. He grasped her wrist gently. Red could tell he wasn’t afraid of confrontation. For some reason he made her feel okay with backing down. No other guy did that.

She pulled and tugged but Wolff wouldn’t let her wrist go. She was disgusted with herself for not smacking his amused face. 

“You, you just want to eat me up with your big teeth,” she said fumbling to find words.

Wolff laughed, “It’s not my teeth you should be worried about.”

Red tried pulled away from Wolff again. By then, Wolff had guided her to the park bench without her realizing it. Putting on his shirt back on he turned to her. He still grasped her same wrist and hand gently, “So, tell me something Red?”

Red’s eyes dilated, growing larger and bluer. Wolff stroked her cheek with his other hand. 

It was too late. Wolff had caught Red.


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