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Part One: Two Doors
The
sound was sharp as she clenched the soft paper. Light filtered in through
gossamer drapes of a perfect hotel room. She hadn’t known places this nice
existed outside of a little girl’s imagination. Her lip twitched up, though
there wasn’t much humor in it. If my friends could see me now came to mind, but she hadn’t had any of those in a
long time.
There
was a soft warning knock before the door opened to admit Freddy. When she had
seen him for the first time last week, she’d thought he was a cop chasing her
out of her roost on Second Street. It was just an architectural detail with
enough crunchy leaves to make something of a pillow. After five years on the
streets, she wasn’t picky.
The
best part of her Second Street spot was no one else seemed to know about it.
She wasn’t sure how, but she’d never had to fight for it. The only drawback was
Second Street was a pretty classy neighborhood so she could only use it if she
was damn sure she wouldn’t be seen. When Freddy had poked his big, gray-haired
head in, it had appeared as if a black and white had finally caught her.
“How
are you, Miss Naomi?” he asked her now as he had then. A week ago the question
had shocked her cold. Today she was so used to the question she almost answered.
“Where
did you get this?” she demanded, showing him the bow-tie-shaped piece of
crumpled paper. He stood tall and composed in a crisp black suit. His ties were
the only exciting thing about him. Today he wore a laser blue stripe tucked
neatly under his buttoned jacket.
“I
told you. Mister Tyler asked me to give it to you once I found you. That was
not an easy task. It took me three days to connect Naomi with Gnat,” he
muttered, his tone letting her know he did not approve of the nickname.
Gnat ignored him. She had already asked how he’d made the connection when no one
alive knew her as anything other than Gnat – small and black from head to eyes
to skin. He’d answered her question by stating he was resourceful before
returning the conversation to Tyler.
She
held the piece of paper a little tighter. It was a note a fourteen year old
girl had written to the first boy she’d ever loved after he had told her he was
leaving. It was a letter of forevers. “I’ll love you forever.” “I’ll think of
you always.” They were things that seemed possible before her house burned
down, killing her brother with flame, then her parents later in the hospital.
It
was a sad story, one she had survived. She’d survived the foster system she ran
away from, her first knife fight, her years on the street with all its
unexpected darkness. Her existence might not be much, but she’d survived.
Then
this old guy finds her and somehow gets her to this hotel by telling her an old
8th grade crush was trying to find her. She kept looking for the
catch when the hot meals came along with gifts of clothes. What was behind the
trip to the hair dresser where they sheered off all her dreads, smoothing what
was left into a short bob? The only answer was crumpled in her hand.
“Alright,
Freddy, why hasn’t Tyler come to see me himself?”
“He
wanted to, Naomi, believe me. He simply could not.”
“Why?”
“The
trip Tyler made can only be made once.”
“What the hell does
that mean?”
Freddy’s
voice was soft. “I recognize you have had a hard life since you last knew
Tyler. He has had many difficulties, too, though of a greatly different
variety. He thought ... he was hoping you could help him with them.”
“What,
like as in a job?”
“Of a sort,” Freddy confirmed. Gnat felt her recent meal threaten to make
a return trip.
“So that is what this has been about?” she asked,
gesturing around the lush room. "Getting me ready for some job interview with an old friend?"
“No,”
Freddy countered firmly. “This is because you needed it. I could have taken you
to Tyler last week much easier than it will be today. As it is, we are out of
time. I will be going home today. Will you be accompanying me?”
Did
he know what he was asking? She only had rosy memories of Tyler, few of them
probably accurate. She'd since learned of a darker world under all that pretty glamor and wasn't willing to take anything at face value.
Still, it was a choice. Wherever Freddy was going, he was
going today. Did she want to take her chance with him, or go back to the
streets?
“Where
exactly are you going?” Freddy studied her for a moment, then seemed to
make a decision of his own. He walked to the door between this room and the
next, opening it to reveal the other closed door leading to the adjacent room.
“Why
not let Tyler explain?” He stepped toward the closed door and simply
disappeared.
Gnat blinked. The life she’d lived this past week had been worlds away from what she
was used to. What she had just seen was …
She
was jaded, basic, beaten down. She’d lost everything.
The
soft paper made sharp sounds in her hand. Her choices were not what she wanted,
but were something she probably would have seen as romantic before the streets,
before the fire, back to when she’d told a brown-eyed boy she would love him
forever.
“Well, if I’m going to disappear,” she muttered, walking toward the door, leaving her world of nothing behind, moving toward something–
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I wonder where that door leads .... We may find out next week when Nicole Pyles takes control. Along with Nicole, we have Leonard Suskin rejoining us. Our first timers are Yolanda Lane and Tena Carr. With everyone taking two weeks, this is a long one. Join us for the ride and let us know what you think along the way in the comments.
I wonder where that door leads .... We may find out next week when Nicole Pyles takes control. Along with Nicole, we have Leonard Suskin rejoining us. Our first timers are Yolanda Lane and Tena Carr. With everyone taking two weeks, this is a long one. Join us for the ride and let us know what you think along the way in the comments.
Well, I'm certainly interested in what happens next. Good job.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Randy. :) We'll have to see what the others come up with. This is out of my hands for 8 whole weeks.
DeleteWow! This is great! I can't wait to see how this evolves!!
ReplyDeleteThank you. :) One of the downsides to starting the story is I don't get to shape it as much, so I went for a stronger scene this time.
DeleteCarrie, I'd say you did a great job starting us off :-)
ReplyDeleteNicole, Yeah and you're the next to "evolve" it ;-P
Thank you, Tena. It's always a struggle to chose something with enough voice to inspire others, but in a direction open enough for the other writers to have a chance to make it theirs. Of course, I shouldn't worry. So far everyone's put a very unique stamp on these stories. I'm sure it won't be different this time around.
DeleteGreat start for your collaboration with Nicole. Now I'm dying to know how everything turns out :)
ReplyDeleteThere are five of us this time around, so we have 8 more weeks until the end. I can't wait to find out what happens, either, but then I'm not ready for it to be September yet. lol
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