‘The figurine is near, Patterson,’ the tall, turban-clad woman turned to her elegantly-suited companion, ‘I can tell, the vibration is strong,’ a smile spread across her carmine lips and her floor-length fur coat swayed as she swept across the deck of the RMS Redemption. The crew was preparing the vessel for disembarkation; following in her wake, Patterson with a graceful wave of his hand, signalled to a nearby lacky to attend to the mundane task of handling their luggage.
On the quayside, Joey broke open a new pack of cigarettes; he shoved the cellophane and silver paper into his pocket and drew out a battered yellow matchbox, turning from the malodorous Mersey breeze, a cigarette clamped between his lips. The match broke as he struck it, Joey cursed and fumbled another match from the box.
An arm, with a precise half-inch of shirt cuff showing from a fine grey-wool sleeve, proffered a flame from a silver lighter; the end of Joey’s cigarette flared and he inhaled deeply, nodding his thanks. The owner of the arm held the young man’s eyes with a hypnotic blue-grey stare; a regal-looking woman appeared at his side, extending her hand and smiling a red-lipped smile.
Written in response to two challenges:
Di of Pensitivity 101’s Wednesday’s Three Things Challenge: YELL, CELL, TELL
Denise Farley of GirlieOnTheEdge’s Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Word Prompt: MUNDANE
Read more #SixSentenceStories here
Photo credit: illustration from a book somewhere on my bookshelves which I STILL cannot locate 😉
Excellent addition to the story Chris
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Thanks, Sadje 🙂
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You’re welcome my friend
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😊🙏💐
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💜💙💚💛💖
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Yeah you
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Ah, some new characters added to the mix! (Must be nice to have a lacky to tend to one’s mundane tasks.)
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Shame I can’t invent one for myself!
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😀
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* the sound of the reel ending and the lights of the theater turn on: intermission…* 👏
Cinematographic post/noir quality!!
Ps: sentences 3 & 4 brought to my memory my grandfather so vividly! He did the exact same moves, even with the broken match.
Thank you.
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Thanks, Spira! I’m pleased the SSS brought a good memory back. The 1980’s seem to be in sepia now.
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well, no!… they are not in the flickering black-and-white film reel… they are, like, yesterday
lol
coolest thing about these stories?
coming across, “cellophane and silver paper”
don’t get weirded-out, but I can remember the feel of the silver paper… which covered the ends of the cigarettes, a little semi-square that looked metallic but felt like worn-out velvet
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Quite a wonderful read. Captivating. 💞🌷💞
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Thanks very much, Lamittan!
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Feel most welcome, Chris.
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it reminds
me of gilga mesh
and the seven laws of hamurabi
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Interesting!
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could be
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Ooh, very intriguing newcomer introduced, Chris! 🙂
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I hope so, Tom 🙂
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I’m not sure about these two 😕
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You’re right to be cautious of this pair, Deb!
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O-er………….. looking forward to next week!!!
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*rubbing my hands together* 🙂
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Hope I can come up with something useful!
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I don’t doubt it, Di 🙂
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ha!
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the story grows and goes on. good job.
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Thanks, Paul 🙂
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Ooh, there’s a chill running through me now! Watch out, Joey! How is it that ‘a precise half-inch of shirt cuff showing from a fine grey-wool sleeve’ can be so menacing? You use language beautifully, Chris.
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Thanks so much, Jenne! Patterson’s a charmer… of a kind.
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Joey’s luck seems to be turning, again, but which way? 👍
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An excellent question, Susan!
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Tease!
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😉😂
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Another interesting story based on this fascinating, seducing picture.
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Thanks, Jacqui!
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It looks like they knew Joey had the figurine and he is now captured.
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You’re onto it, Frank!
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Very visual and again, suspenseful. Cigarettes are still a great prop aren’t they?
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Fortunately we’re back in the 80s. Hardly anyone seems to smoke now.
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I am glad for the reduction in smoking and seeing cigarettes in a film or a story gives it setting now, dates it.
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Watching movie characters lighting up seems quite strange now, doesn’t it? But as you say, great for establishing a setting. I saw ‘Gertrude Stein and a Companion’ on stage a few weeks ago (brilliant!); cheroots and cigarettes featured heavily and very appropriately in the performance.
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Very vivid visual–you’re great at painting the scene!
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Thanks very much, Zelda 🙂
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You’re most welcome!
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Perhaps his luck has run out.
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Joey’s going to need to have his wits about him!
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Oo er! Quite a menacing couple here, with lackeys in tow to boot!
And Joey is totally oblivious!
(You’ll need to write a slightly extended version, Chris, for those of us who want more! Hehehe! 😊 Although, we’ll have to wait for the next part otherwise…)
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Sorry, Tom. You’ll have to wait until next week 🙂
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Oh, alright then, Chris. But you can’t blame me for trying. 😊
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(twice)😁😊
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😄
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Say “bye bye” to Kansas, Joey…
I’m ready, Chris. Let her rip!
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Buckle up, Denise!
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Who do we have here I wonder!
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A couple with good intentions? Maybe not!
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I suspect Joey’s no match for this lighter shady from beyond the pale.
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I’m pretty sure they’re not going to ask him to skip the light fandango!
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Not even if the ceiling flies away? 😉
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😂😂😂
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A touch of the exotic lands at the docks… a silver lighter trumps the match (I wonder if the lighter was a Ronson like the silver ones my grandparents had?). I hope Joey can keep his wits, he might need them soon. Excellent, Chris!
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Thanks, Ford… and thanks for the image of the Ronson lighter. That would definitely fit with Patterson’s character!
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Excellent. My grandparents had a whole collection of lighters, handheld, table-top, novelty, electronic, fuel… but the Ronson’s they had were the most elegant.
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The tension mounts, especially with that final image of eager, blood-red lips!
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We need to watch that woman!
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The plot thickens! That arm reaching out with the shirt cuff sounds like something that would happen to Tommy of “Tommy and Tuppence” fame. Right when you least expect it! And usually it ended with him getting kidnapped😬
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Oh yes! I can just picture one of those T&T scenes, Debra. It might be about to be replicated too 😉
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Oh dear, this sounds a little ominous.
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I think so! 😯
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