Tuesday Tales, Worth a Giggle
Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! This week our group writes to the fun word, giggle. So, here we go from Steal My Heart, book 4 WIP from The Fantasy League series.
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“Was it worth at least a giggle?”
Lesley lowered the tiki mask from her face.
“I’m sorry, preoccupied, I guess.”
“Are you still worried about email
girl?”
I had to tell Lesley I planned to
meet this mysterious person. Lola and I reached Homeland Security, but, really
didn’t get anywhere. I suppose their caseload was too full to deal with wayward
terrorist females who may or may not pose an actual threat. “I’ve arranged a
meeting.”
Tossing the island inspired mask
back on the shelf, she grimaced. “Why are you encouraging this weird freak?”
“Because if I don’t, this could
continue forever, I want this over with. Lola promised to be there with me.
“Lola as a bodyguard might not give
you the protection you need.”
“Like you said, it’s probably
someone busting my chops, and not anything dangerous. Why are you so upset?”
Groaning, Lesley turned away from
me, heading down an aisle of paper plates, utensils, and multi-colored
tableware. “I’m not upset.” She offered, her words fading as they reached my
ears. Something was up.
Watching her walk away prompted
something inside me, I couldn’t have her leave. Some protective instinct kicked
in and I sped up, meeting her face to face by a random end cap display. “I like
you, I really do. I want to be rid of this minor irritant so we can move on to,
well, more important things.”
“Like what?”
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