Tuesday Tales in a World of Gray

Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! It's time for Tuesday Tales.

A group of writers gather together and give our interpretation of a specific word prompt each week. Once per month, we even write to an image.  You never know what you might encounter when you get inside our minds. This week our group writes to the word- gray.  This will be an excerpt from my new WIP for a new romance contemporary- You're My Necessary.



“Are you accusing me of something, Detective?”

“We are just talking here. I know these questions might piss you off, but they’re necessary. Is Ms. Spelling safe at your home, Mr. Goode?”

Andrew gritted his teeth, “What are you insinuating? Do you think my gray matter isn’t working?”

“It’s a necessary question. We might need to put a uniform outside your home…if that is where she plans to remain.”

“Yes, she will stay with me, she is safer there than anywhere and I will take care of her.”

“I certainly hope so. Is there a reason you didn’t bring her with you today? I could have asked her a few questions as well.”

“You didn’t specifically spell out you needed her here.”

“I can stop by later, it’s not a problem for me.”

“Did you or did you not find any of German’s prints on anything that has to do with Bea?”

“No, and we only found yours on that last delivery of pictures. I’m sure you can understand our interest.”

“Maybe he got smart and wore gloves the last delivery!” Andrew stood abruptly, and practically slung the chair he sat in across the room. “Detective, do those tests so you can conclusively determine that I’m not related to that degenerate Tom German. And, you figure out who those mysterious prints belong to. But, now, I need to get back home because I think whoever is stalking Bea isn’t finished. He’s just getting started.”

“Mr. Goode, I understand your anger. I appreciate you came down here. Please call me if anything new happens. Believe me, we are working on this as quickly as possible. I’ll be in touch very soon. Please have Ms. Spelling call me, we need to talk with her as soon as she’s available.”

“Anytime I ever heard anyone preface a statement with believe me, it didn’t go so well. But, yeah, I’ll let her know, she will call you right after I get home. I want this shit cleared up right now. In a roundabout way, you are accusing me of stalking my own girlfriend and that’s messed up.”

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Great stuff! Looking forward to more.
V.L. Locey said…
Another great snippet!
Jean Joachim said…
It sure is messed up! He wouldn't do that, would he? I hope not. Like his assertive attitude. Great story!
Interesting-- I can't wait to see what he does.

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