Tuesday, June 25, 2013

Trifecta: What Now?

Trifecta: Week Eighty-Three



Write between 33 and 333 words using the word "rusty" with the following definition:  a) of the color rust; b) dulled in color or appearance by age and use .
 
3a : of the color rust  
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3a : of the color rust  
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Jacob was livid being trapped in a windowless room with two strong guards outside the one door. He had only hammered one nail into the body’s foot. The nail was just the beginning, but he was dragged from behind and thrown into solitary confinement.

Jody slowly became aware she was at the emergency room. She focused on the moving lips of the nurse who was speaking to her but sound hadn’t kicked in yet. What now she wondered.

“Do you understand?” asked the nurse.

“Ummm. I’m sorry. I must have zoned out. Can you repeat what you said?”

“How much did you miss?" she asked clearly annoyed.

“All of it?” Jody cringed. She hated when she came in on the middle of something. “Why am I here?”

After a big sigh, the nurse began again speaking loudly and slowly.

“I can hear just fine. I just missed it.” How she hated explaining herself. Was there any way she could avoid saying the dreaded words this time? It was then she felt the pain in her left foot. She nearly passed out when she saw the doctor stitching it up. “What happened?” she shouted in a near panic.

The doctor waved the nurse away seeing her lack of patience and began to speak calmly. “Somehow you drove yourself here and walked in with a rusty nail sticking out of the top of your foot. You are very lucky it missed a major artery. We gave you a tetanus shot. But we still don’t know how you managed to get a nail in the top of your foot. You must have been in shock all this time.”

Jody scanned her mind to find what she last remembered. She was angry at work at her condescending boss after she had just completed the project on time and under budget. She didn’t remember driving home. Melanie must have driven her. But she knew Jacob had driven the nail into her foot. Having multiple personalities sucked.



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20 comments:

  1. I like this...good write. Held my attention all the way thru.
    Peace
    Siggi

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    1. Thanks, Siggi! Appreciate your reading it ♥

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  2. Well written

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  3. I like the twist of the multiples . . . nicely done.

    thanks for linking up this week.

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    1. Thank you for reading and commenting! Glad you liked the twist :)

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  4. Nice story, Maggie. Your progression through character (personality) is fantastic. I went back for a second read after the ending hit, and it's darn good. Brava!

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    1. Thank you, Brenda! I was hoping that would be the response. :))

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  5. Yes, indeed, multiple personalities would definitely suck! There is a good flow to this piece, the words rolling along with the reader until they slam into the surprise wall at the end. Terrific job!

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    1. Thanks so much! Yes, I was hoping for the slam ;-O

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  6. Ah, multiple personalities...I read it again and the clues were there. That would be a living nightmare. Nicely done :)

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    1. Thank you, Janna! Like that you went back to see it from the new perspective :)

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  7. I couldn't imagine having more than the 6 personalities I already have. Not really, but sometimes my mood changes so quick that I wonder. Very good writing!

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  8. Glad I'm not on sharing terms with Jacob!
    Nice (literary) disassociation going on, too.
    Cool piece, Maggie!

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  9. Thank you, Bo, Kymm, and Kristy! Sorry for delay in acknowledging your visits. Am a bit behind.

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