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Friday, 7 October 2011

Rock Candy ~ RFW

Based on the given theme we can post up snippets from novels, ongoing WIPs, a piece of bespoke flash-ficton or poetry. Maximum word count is 400.
Here's my FLASH FICTION PIECE at 400 words (MPA)

Rocky Candy by Madeleine Maddocks
Jody glanced at James as he ambled on in front of her. She’d imagined them walking hand-in-hand along the beach on their first date. Then he’d enthusiastically suggested a walk on Dartmoor. She hadn’t had the heart to say no. At least they would be alone together. The thought thrilled her as she watched him check the weather forecast. She’d waved her mobile phone at him. “I’ve got this in case of emergencies”
“Great! Though we can’t rely on a good reception everywhere up there” He returned to the task of packing their rucksacks with lunches, torches, maps, compass, water, candy, dried fruit, nuts, first aid kit, whistle, waterproofs. The list seemed endless.

She’d come wearing jeans, denim trainers and a cute little crop-top that accentuated her womanly endowments. He’d responded with an appreciative smile, his raised eyebrows turning into what quickly became a frown. His warm, brown eyes filled with concern.
“You’ll have to change.” he said. “My mother is your size. You can borrow her walking boots and water resistant trousers.”
“Oh, okay” Jody replied feeling slightly deflated, but seeing the determination in his chiselled features. He swept a hand through his glossy brown hair and left her to change.

Now up on Dartmoor the sun rained down on them and she wished she was wearing that crop top, instead of T- shirt and weatherproofs. She was sure her cheeks were flushed crimson and she felt hot and thirsty.
“You’re doing great!” he smiled, taking her hand in his. “I love it up here. I’m so glad I could share it with you.”
She smiled back feeling a rush of excitement and her heart beat drummed its own countdown for their first kiss, but instead they walked on.
“Up there” James pointed to a huge rock surrounded by grass “I want to show you something.”
He found the lowest edge and helped her climb up. When they reached the summit the view was glorious and she felt a renewed energy as the fresh air and quiet calm of those amazing surroundings caught her breath. With glinting eyes she smiled at him “It’s fabulous!”
They shared a bottle of water drinking appreciatively.
 “Let’s have lunch up here” she said.  
“Great idea” he replied breathily, moving in closer until their lips met. The kiss was as deliciously sweet as rock candy and her heart beat drummed a crescendo of emotion.