Here it is folks!
She was dressed well. Ryan wondered briefly why she was in an alleyway. She had one hand against the brick façade and was trying to fix her heel with the other. Ryan heard whispered words and from their tone, he assumed they wouldn’t be broadcast on television.
He had always been the chivalrous type too. “Ma’am? Is there anything I can do?”
She looked up at him and smiled. The cloud moved away from the moon and bathed her face in ethereal light, lending a glow to her skin. She was beautiful.
“Thanks, this stupid heel keeps twisting and I think my toe is caught in this loop. I feel stupid, but yes, I could use a hand.”
Ryan grinned and stepped into the alley. Her smile never left her face as he approached her, she just kept tugging at her heel. Her leg twisted a bit and she swayed, her smile vanishing as concern for her balance etched itself across her features. Ryan sprinted in, still managing to keep his grocery bag upright, to catch her elbow and steady her.
At the mouth of the alley, a horn honked twice. Ryan turned slightly, but the lady’s leg shifted again and her weight shifted to his hand holding her elbow. She moved in against him and she felt her lips brush his. His eyes went wide and he pulled back, or at least he tried. Her other arm was now wrapped around his neck and she was moving against him, pulling his head to the side.
“What the Hell?” He muttered.
The lady laughed. “Exactly.”
She bit him. The crazy well-dressed lady in the alley bit him. She wasn’t leaving a hickey either, she was biting. Sharon was going to be so upset. God, it hurt too. His world started to spin, but he wouldn’t give in yet. He clutched the groceries tighter for some reason. Somewhere, far away, he thought he heard tires squealing.
The light dimmed, clouds must have been crossing the moon again. The pain eased a bit and the lady backed away to look at him. She had blood on her mouth.
“You’ll do fine, my love. Welcome to my world.”
If you haven’t read this yet, go get it!
Jason Beem, author of soon-to-be-released Southbound is interviewed by Pandamoon author Chrissey Lessey.
From a post on Facebook from Elgon Williams, Pandamoon Author.
The Same New Adventure
Sometimes we’re lucky enough to find a purpose for all the things we went through in our lives. For example, why did I ever study Radio and TV Production, Journalism, Mass Communication, Public Relations, Advertising, Labor Relations, Marketing, Operations Management, Finance, Economics, Accounting… And Chinese Mandarin. Seems like an a mess of contrasts, doesn’t it? Welcome to my mind.
Now that I’ve entered into a curious relationship between the …practical and creative elements of my being all of the past experiences in learning and life in general have begun to fall into place. I’ve come to believe there is a reason for everything we do, just that we aren’t always recognizant at the moment. In some ways it’s like attempting to explain to a 13-year-old why he or she needs to study Algebra or Geometry.
I have worked with a lot of people over the years, managing diverse personalities and dealing directly with the general public, which can be scary at times. Always I had two sides to my mind. At times I believed the creative and the practical sides were distinct one from the other, but lately I’ve learned everything is connected. And it has always been that way, even if I refused to believe it. Moreover, I’ve been a problem for many of my supervisors to understand. I’m not motivated in any way that they could comprehend and that frustrated them. Money doesn’t really motivate me, except that it affords basic survival. Recognition and praise have always made me uncomfortable. You see, some things come easily for me and it’s hard for me to be as impressed with what I can do as others seem to be. Most of the time my abject stupidity humbles me.
Anyway, I’m doing something exciting, now. Not only am I engaged in the completion of the publication of another novel, I am working with others to promote their work and both of immensely gratifying experiences. You see, I have always enjoyed helping people. Sometimes that has come in the form of lending advice. Other times it has required me to see things that others cannot and explain my vision in ways they others can understand. What I’m doing now engages my mind completely. What’s better than that? Talk about having a purpose in life!