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Shadows In The Dark – A Writers Challenge
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“Holy crap…”
“What’s the matter Al?” Shane asked without even lifting her lids.
“I think something came by in the night, pried my lips apart and cut my tongue out with a blunt razor blade…”
“And you managed to say all that without a tongue?” Shane smirked.
“Very funny, and anyway, when it came along it also planted one of those road, drilly things inside my head…”
“Why didn’t you just say you have a hangover?”
Alice sighed, “I don’t have a hangover.”
“So the tongue and blunt razor…, Geez can you imagine having no tongue? Oh my god! No…”
“Enough already, you know some women don’t like the tongue.”
“And some, like you Alice, just couldn’t bear being silenced by not having one… But you do have a hangover.”
“I don’t, I just need a couple of pills and a bucket load of water.”
“And the two bottles of champagne, half a bottle of Curacao and all those beers had nothing to do with it?”
“Nope, nothing.”
“Hey guys, I’m just about to cook some breakfast…” Tina began to say as she popped her head around the door of the spare room.
Alice got up suddenly, the waving thoughts of breakfast spurring her steps closer to the bathroom.
“Uh, hangover?” Tina asked Shane as she turned and watched Alice rush with a hand in front of her mouth.
“Well, she seems to think that someone has stolen her tongue and planted a hammer drill in her head, rather than a hangover.”
“Nice to know some things never change I guess.” Tina added, smiling as she heard the groaning from the bathroom.
“Breakfast, breakfast…” Angie shouted as she ran along the landing, “come on Mommy, snowman after breakfast!”
“Honey, we have made a snowman every day since we have been here.”
“Snowlady?”
“We’ve made those too, but maybe Aunty Alice could help you make a snow dog.”
“Yeah, snow dog, snow dog!”
Tina smiled as she watched Angelica carefully but excitedly jump on each step as she went downstairs.
Bette wandered along the landing, admiring the denim-clad bottom before her. She wound her arms around Tina’s waist, nuzzling her neck before bringing her lips closer to her ear, “you think they’ll mind being snowed in?”
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Someone’s at the door(?!) and you stop here?!Is that nice?
I see that you ladies are going to be bad. Each one is afraid in their own way. I can see all of them in one bed tonight. Who is knocking?? thanks
I think this is going to be some ride with all you different writers bringing us all along!:) This one made me laugh. I remember waking as a child and looking out at snowfalls like that and knowing instantly that there would be no school that day. Oh, and lots of shoveling! Can’t wait for the next chapter!
Jo, so happy that you’re writing again. I hope you’re feeling well. Excellent chapter.
thanks Jo, great chapter…can’t wait to see who’s at the door…so many possibilities with this story :)
I’m really enjoying this concept of rotating writers. Can’t wait for the next chapter and twist.
Bette needs to look out the window before opening the door. Hopefully it is a county or state road worker, a snowplow person maybe. OR maybe the ghost of jenny schecter. This is fun. Glad to have you back Jobadge, hope you are recovered from the surgery and doing well.
Is it a black bear or a tree or the abominable snowmen owwwwww scary. Great chptr jo
Oooh scary…..I wonder who could have reached the cabin through all the snow….
Great chapter,glad you are back.
It one was funny. And now we have this cliffhanger. :) Who’s at the door? It’s the next writer’s task. This should be good.
Some things never change the careful buildup then wham cliff hanger
Oh this is just getting so brilliant. Excellent idea. Thank you just loved it and can’t wait for the next chapter. Thank you again.
Nice set up for the next writer!
I love this. I remember when we did this with the LWankers and we had such a blast setting each other up. And the rule was no telling anyone what you were plotting! Nice way to bring this back, ladies, g’luck :)
oh Jobadge just turned up the intensity..love it