I’m back to my usual style for this Inspiration Monday post.
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Six two. One hundred and eighty pounds. Black suit, blue shirt, silver tie.
The door opens. Black suit, but the height is wrong. Leftover drops from the brief but consuming rain splatter against the hood of the car, reminding me of the fire escape above me. My own escape if things get messy.
My phone dances in the cup holder. I pick it up and open the text message.
You pick up. Stuck w boss til late.
Crap. Not today. A change in plan means I make a change in plan. I take a quick look, then step out of the car and go to the trunk. Swap the SIG for the Beretta. Screw on the silencer. Another look around. Slam the trunk.
The door opens. Black suit. Blue shirt. Tie could be silver. Height and weight spot on. He lights a cigarette and takes a drag. Looks at me. The cigarette spins on its fall and I’m up on him before it hits the ground. One in the chest, one in the head.
I get back in the car and drive until I’m out from under the cover of rain clouds. A brown sign alerts me of Gold Mountain State Park. That will do. When I reach the park, I follow the signs to a trail head and park. I put away the Beretta. Strip off all my clothes, replace them with sweatpants, a hoodie, and walking shoes.
Three trails available. I choose the longest one. The forest hums with life. The ground is spongy under my shoes and the squirrels are partying in the trees. I take off my sunglasses to enjoy the luminance of green. I could walk off this trail right now and be lost. So lost I’d never find my way back.
Three point five miles later I’m back at the car. I drive back into town with the windows down, and when I reach the parking lot, it’s almost empty. I hope he’s not upset.
He’s the last one, but he’s not upset. He shows me a watercolor he painted. I get his backpack, and walk him to the car.
“Is mommy going to be late today?” he asks as I’m strapping him into the car.
“Yep. But you and I are going to play some video games and eat some junk food.”
I see my grin reflected in the window when I slam his door. Another success. Let’s hope it holds until he’s in bed.
Kay Camden 
Kay, you just gave the term “one killer mom” a whole new meaning! That was awesome! Brrrrrrr…and chilling! Man, I hope I never meet her when she’s in a bad mood!
You go girl! Absolutely wickedly bad-*** A W E S O M E!
DUCK! CYBER HUG COMING YOUR WAY!
Marantha
Thanks, haha.. :)
But this is actually the father. I should have made it the mother. That would have been awesome.
Oops! Sorry about the gender mixup! But I still love it. And if you had or are having a birthday passed or coming up, I left something on my site (http://1wordywoman.wordpress.com/2011/05/25/year-long-happy-birthday-to-all-of-my-friends-on-wordpress/) for you and all of the rest of my WordPress family.
Sending a mental cyber hug to you, sweetie, and loads of best wishes!
marantha
How did you know? My birthday is Sunday. :D
A fabulous write, Kay. The clipped tones in the sentences suit someone with stunted emotional capacity (the protag). And drives the story along briskly. Super writing, yet again.
Thanks. I don’t think this guy is mentally cut out for this job. He’s just too good at it to stop. I wish it was a novel so I could have him figure that out and live happily ever after. After a few tragedies, of course.
KAY, WHY NOT BE THE “GENIE” THAT GRANTS THAT WISH TO MAKE THIS A NOVEL, HMMM? YOU WROTE THIS, WHY NOT LET IT SIT FOR A WHILE IN YOUR MIND, SPEAKING UP EVERY NOW AND THEN, GROWING, SPREADING ITS ROOTS INTO NOT ONLY YOUR MIND BUT YOUR HEART AND SOUL AS WELL? TAKE DOWN NOTES WHEN INSPIRATION HITS ABOUT THINGS YOU WOULD LIKE TO SEE HAPPEN, THEN START CULTIVATING YOUR LITTLE STORY GARDEN UNTIL IT IS A BEAUTIFUL LANDSCAPE OF FLOWING WORDS THAT PULL THE READER ALONG UNTIL THAT DREADED FINAL PAGE WITH ITS FINAL WORD…”FINIS”.
YOU CAN DO IT, I HAVE FAITH IN YOU!
MARANTHA
Oh I would love to. But I’m currently writing a 5 book series. Books 1 and 2 are written, and I just started the prequel. Then I have to write books 3 and 4. I’m also working on the synopsis for book 1 so I can query for it.
The world of these books consumes all of my mental resources right now. It’s all I think about. There’s no room for another fictional world. :)
KAY, I THINK I MIGHT BE ABLE TO HELP YOU WHERE THE EDITING PART IS CONCERNED. I CAN TEACH YOU A WAY OF USING A TABLE FUNCTION ON BOTH MS WORD AND OPEN OFFICE ORG WHERE IT WILL HOLD THE ORIGINAL, NOTES AND AN EDITING SECTION.
IF YOU WOULD BE INTERESTED IN LEARNING HOW TO DO THAT, WHICH ALLOWS YOU TO MONITOR ALL CHANGES ON ONE PAGE RATHER THAN SPREAD OUT OVER MANY DOCUMENTS, EMAIL ME AT words2ponder@gmail.com. I WOULD BE GLAD TO SHOW YOU.
MARANTHA
BY THE WAY, IF YOU ARE GOING TO BE SEARCHING FOR AGENTS, PERHAPS I CAN GIVE YOU A TINY BIT OF A HEAD START. I RECENTLY STARTED A NEW BLOG JUST FOR WRITERS, ARTISTS, AND CRAFTERS AND IT IS WHERE I WILL BE POSTING LINKS AND INFORMATION I GATHER IN VARIOUS SEARCHES. I ALREADY HAVE QUITE A BIT ON THE FIRST PAGE, (http://from1writer2another.wordpress.com/feedblitz-writing-advice-and-interviews-with-agents/) THAT MIGHT GIVE YOU A JUMP START.
HUGS
MARANTHA
Thanks. I will check it out. :)
Brilliant writing, clear voice. Tons of punch.
I love punch when I’m a reader so I’m thrilled you said this. Thank you.
Good style! Yay! I love the guy’s profile!
Thanks, Carl. Great compliment. I’ll take it. :)
Nice. Great twists and pace.
So glad you liked it. Thank you.
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A good read, Kay.
Thank you for reading!
I enjoy some of the details regarding numbers. They add a quantitative certainty that any hitman would be proud of.
Yeah! Not sure he’s aware of it to be proud though. It’s just built into him. Along with the gun switching OCD move. LOL
Wow…he manages his double life well. You make his life so believable.
I enjoy your writing!
Thank you! And I don’t know if he can keep this up forever…