“Write a post in response to today’s one-word prompt”: REACH
I’m once again using the one-word prompt to share a scene from my work-in-progress, Last Leaf Falls. Let me tell you…you don’t realize how often a word is used until you do a word search. I found out that I (0ver)-used the word “reach” 43 times in this draft! Me thinks a “search and destroy” is in order!
Note: Certain names have been changed to protect the identity of the fictional.
A familiar, pleasant haze washed over Ava as she struggled to keep her eyes open. Lucian cradled her head in his hands, preventing her from dropping back to the warm, soft pillow.
“Ava?” Did he sound nervous? The idea of Lucian with sweaty palms and butterflies made her laugh. He gripped her shoulders, pulling her up to a seated position. “Ava? Are you still with me?” So funny. “Are you still with me?” Why does he keep saying that? She smiled dreamily.
Ava was standing by the window now, being held up by Lucian. But how did she get across the room? His hands were on her face, and Lucian stared into Ava’s eyes like he was trying to see something inside.
“Ava, I have something very important to ask you. Do you want to know what it is?”
“It’s like spaghetti.” Ava laughed. Lucian frowned at her and she suddenly felt sad. “But the sun can’t reach you,” she said, touching his face, “I’m in the way….”
Lucian grabbed her wrists. “Ava, what are you talking about?”
Ava leaned in to whisper, her dry lips brushing up against his ear. “My shadow,” she said. A strange look crossed his face, forcing some distant thought to try and fight its way to the surface.
Ava started to tremble.
Related post by lifelessons – a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown, To Reach for is Not To Reach