Today, I’d like to share with you a scene written as part of my short-story homework. It was shared with the rest of my class earlier this evening – I managed to read it all aloud as well! We were asked to write a scene that takes place immediately after the scene created in the following poem. I’ll warn you that precisely five-hundred words follow on from this…
‘This is Just to Say’
I have eaten the plums that were in the icebox and which you were probably saving for breakfast Forgive me they were delicious so sweet and so cold
It was the end of another long, hard week for Simon, as he arrived home on Friday evening, still feeling the cold breeze that had been bothering him all day. The weekend has finally arrived and he feels he has much to look forward to. He closes the door behind him, drops his keys on the hard worktop and welcomes in the warmth and comfort of home. Finally, it’s time to relax and enjoy life for the next two days. His first action is to walk a few steps towards the kettle, where he discovers a note left by his partner, taped to a tall cupboard door. His partner, Mel, clearly knows his actions well. But then, she must also know how he likes his routine lifestyle, which appears to be in threat, as he reads through the note to discover one comfort that was stolen from him during the night.
Simon clicks the kettle, leaving it to boil as he heads off to the living room where Mel is surely resting. Each footstep is filled with purpose, as he flicks each light switch, alerting the world that the man is back in his domain. Unknown to him, Mel’s fast asleep on the other side of the door, curled up comfortably on the sofa with the TV running only for company. A sharp turn of the handle releases a short burst of air and the clump of a heavy foot from Simon as he steps in to the room, which is enough to alert Mel’s senses to awaken her from this day of slumber.
On go the lights and the room is alive again. Mel is momentarily blinded, as Simon’s words begin to breach her ears. “Why did you take them?” Before she can fully awaken to form a response, Simon continues, “You know that they stay in that box for a reason. If I’d have known you liked them, I would’ve bought you some”. Mel finds her way in to an upright position on the leather sofa, with all its creaks and creases. Simon moves to sit beside her, temporarily eclipsing the light as he makes a move for the remote. Mel begins with the expected basis of an apology; two words that aren’t going to return what has already been taken.
He rests his head in his hands, sliding back and forth across his face. He stares plainly down at the soft carpet beneath his dirty boots, focusing on the swirls as he realises that he cannot stay mad at the woman he loves. One glance to his left and Simon can see the sorrow surrounding Mel’s eyes. While he’s up early heading off to work each day, Mel would be delighted just to have something to do each day, aside from the occasional trip to the Job Centre. Breaking in to the freezer and sampling the sweet taste of the forbidden fruit was an adventure to her. It came with great risk but delivered a greater reward.
Thank you all for reading! All thoughts, comments and suggestions are welcome. 🙂
(Personally, I’m very pleased… I ended up with less than fifty words on Tuesday night, which I then deleted yesterday before writing all you see above! ;-))