Tuesday Tales and a Picture

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 write to a photo.  You never know what you might encounter when you get inside our minds.  This will be an excerpt from my brand new yet-to-be-named WIP.

“Yes, you can come with me, let’s go get some chow.  An après-ski cheeseburger sounds amazing.”  Matthew’s mouth began to water as Laurel took off her own goggles and shook her hair loose from the Under Armour beanie. He wondered if it was all about the thought of a juicy cheeseburger, or if her long blonde locks had anything to do with it.

“Cheeseburger? Are you high?”  Laurel teased Matthew with a ridiculous assumption. 

“What do you mean, Miss Health Nut, you having a baked potato, broiled chicken, and salad-again?”

Laurel socked Matthew in the shoulder with a padded gloved fist.  “I’m not that bad, old man,  I am in training after all.”  She used one ski pole to snap down on the back of her bindings as she clicked her ski boots out of their tight hold.  She moved quickly, having perfected the act hundreds, if not thousands, of times. 

Matthew pushed forward a short distance before he began to unclick his own bindings.  He pretended hurt feelings as he worked. He then hoisted his skis onto his shoulder and began walking toward the parking lot calling out behind him as she tried to catch up.  “You are only a few years younger, little girl, and I always train.  In fact, I plan to work on my double fisted beer mug clutch as soon as we get back to town.”  Matthew raised an eyebrow as Laurel caught up to him.

“Ugh, you are such a guy.  Cheeseburgers and beer? Might as well throw in some hot wings and French fries and represent all the junk food groups.”  Laurel laughed at her own joke. 

“We could just begin the celebration of your future Olympic successes early with some nice champagne.” Matthew nodded self-assuredly, almost knowingly. “I know you have it in you.”