Last week’s Friday Fantastic Flash Challenge was based on Deception and Lies, and Geoff le Pard was first off the mark with this wonderful piece… take it away, Geoff!
She said the tablets were for sciatica. Ha! I should have suspected. She’s never had back ache. Pain in the proverbial at times, but I put that down to the usual, you know her monthly wotsit.
I may never have realised. We were old enough not to care about others. I understood, given what she’d said about her past, that she would be reluctant on the physical side. Geez, of course she’d be a bit reluctant in the intimacy area. And I assumed the scars were, you know, from that relationship.
We talked about kids. We’re a bit old may be, but not that old. I wasn’t that keen in truth so it wasn’t an issue. We sort of left it open.
Looking back the clue was there on Facebook. That photo of her primary school, when they tagged the wrong person and I laughed that she’d not noticed.
Things changed after that. For a week or so she spent long hours at work. Then she asked me to collect the repeat prescription. Maybe she told the pharmacist to say something. Maybe she knew I’d ask. ‘Hormones,’ that’s all I heard.
Sitting in the car, the pieces have jammed into place like a badly cut jigsaw. And that photo. The little blond lad tagged ‘Lesley Grade’.
I’ve sat here for two hours. She’s at home, waiting for me. The kids aren’t going to happen but so? And she’s had a hell of a time. Is it strange she finds trust difficult? I want to hold her, but whether it’s to strangle her or hug her I’m not sure.
I thought I’d explode, wondering what to do. That’s when it occurred to me I was still calling her ‘her’ and ‘she’. Maybe that’s what I should hang on to.
Geoff has already written these two books, and is currently working on at least another two that I know of, including a dark YA fantasy, which I have just had the privilege of beta- reading for him. You can buy them here. You can catch up with him on his blog.
Next up is Sacha Black with this naughty little number, full of teen angst…
She wrinkled her nose, stuck her hip out and folded her arms.
“Frankly, Justin, it’s only a lie if you get caught.”
Despite my best efforts not to look cynical wrinkles formed on my brow.
“Right, and you figure that how, exactly?”
“Simple isn’t it?” she said, picking up her folder ready for class, “if u keep consistent and tell the same story, everyone accepts it and you,” she pointed at my chest, “don’t get accused of lying…” She leant into my face, so her nose touched mine, “that makes it a truth.”
She popped a kiss on my lips and giggled.
“It’s hardly a truth Leah. I’m still deceiving everyone, and what I did was wrong.”
She rolled her eyes, “do you wanna get into uni or not?”
“Course. Can you imagine what my parents would do if I didn’t get in? I wouldn’t have stolen the paper if I wasn’t desperate. But…” my stomach twisted, bile rose in my throat, it was bitter. A flash of what I’d done. The touch of Miss’s hand. The sweet rose perfume I’d watch her spray through the classroom door before I entered. The quiver of her lip as she handed over the paper. Her skin was so soft.
“Promise me Justin,” miss said, “promise me no one will ever know.”
“I shouldn’t have done it, Leah. What if they find out? What if I ruin her career as well as mine?”
Leah’s face grew dark, her eyes narrowed.
“Silly cow shouldn’t have taken a liking to ya then should she? Look, this is this isn’t about you any more, this is about all of us you have helped.”
“It wasn’t like that, I forced her. Tempted her, She’s only 4 years older than us you know.”
“So you do like her?” her neck was flexing, her face shook as pink rose up her cheeks “how could you?”
I opened my mouth to answer. She put her hand up cutting me off.
“I thought you loved me,” she screamed, as she stalked away.
“I did,” I whispered, “I did.”
Sacha is currently working on her first Fantasy/ YA/ Dystopian novel called Keepers, which is just about to enter the editing stage. In the meantime, you can find her on her blog, where she shares her writerly experiences, and enthusiasm for all things weird and wonderful.
So to this week’s Friday Fantastic Flash Challenge…
You are drifting down, down through deep water. It is dark, cold, murky. You sense there is something else out there. You are not alone. Will you sink or swim?
You can submit here, I will include links to your blog and books. Entries must be under 500 words, but please remember that I write YA, so there may be young people on this site… please keep it family friendly. I really hope you will join me and take part in the craic!