Betrayed – Part 4

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The continuing story… Part 3 can be found here.

As night approached, Scarlett began to feel a sense of dread wash over her.  Dark billowy clouds were rolling in from the west.  It looked as if she was about to cross paths with an advancing storm, and without shelter, she knew she was in trouble.  The trunk was too heavy and too deeply embedded in the sand to move by herself, so without further hesitation, she continued on.  She walked the length of the beach, which seemed to continue on for several miles.  After walking for at least an hour, she could go no further.  The tide was coming in, and her path was blocked by a sheer limestone cliff.  Her only other option at this point was to negotiate the tree line, with the hope of finding safe refuge beyond the desolate beach.  Scarlett was apprehensive about crossing over into the thicket.  At least on the beach, she could see what was around her, but within the confines of the forest, she knew she would be facing the unknown.  And yet with darkness pressing in and a storm about to break forth, she began to meander her way through the dense vegetation; hopeful to find a place to shield herself from the coming storm.

To be continued… Part 5 can be found here.


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#MidnightMadness – 3/24/2017

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The phone call after the writer has just poured out all of their deep-seated emotions and posted them on their blog.

 

Caller- “Hey, are you ok?”

Writer- “Yeah, why?”

Caller- “Well, I just read your blog post.”

Writer- “And?”

Caller- “Well you sounded sort of depressed.”

Writer- “Yeah, so?”

Caller- “Well it just sort of worried me.”

Writer- “Why?”

Caller- “Well, because you sounded so sad.”

Writer- “Can I ask you a question?”

Caller- “Sure, ask away…”

Writer- “When’s the last time you released all of your inner angst and just let it go.”

Caller- “Oh me? I never do that.”

Writer- “And how do you feel keeping all of those emotions bottled up inside of you?”

Caller- “Well, not too good I suppose.”

Writer- “Well then, shouldn’t I be more worried about you at the moment than you are about me?”

Caller- “Hmmm, yes I suppose… probably.”

Writer- “Well then, I think you’ve answered your question. Godspeed my good friend. Hope you’ll be okay.”

Caller- “Oh yeah… right, hmmm….. goodbye.”


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