slosh down the pepper!

Planned move(s), miscalculated

"A miss. Still a miss. Maybe it was all planned, from the beginning where the bag was shifted from the seat to the 'floor'. The emergent distance was meant to be smaller than what it would have been as she turned to the back seat and bent to pick up her bag. He leaned forward to help her with the transportation of the bag over a short 10 - 20cm. Or at least she thought it was only so.

A whiff of moist air blew past her hair as she sat there, attempting to place her mobile and money into the bag. She was ready to leave the car. The motive ran out of the shadows as he 'tripped', his lips barely resting on the cheeks that were laced with hair falling from the sides as she looked down intently on her haversack. She was paralysed for a good two seconds as he made a second effort in achieving a successful shot (or so she thought it to be).

Expectedly, he failed to warm the cheeks. Trapped in her own emotions, she seemingly heard his last words in a slight moaning tone "..why did you move away...". She got out of the car grinning away at the 'embarr-appy' incident. After all, she did not foresee the happening of the moment which might simply sweep her away to the castles in the sky. "

The loss of a moment. The gain of another. It's a crappy world. :p

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I patted Wuffy's head as I recalled this story. He's a new addition to my family. Brown and cuddly, he chose a most impactful way to mark his entry into his newfound home (my old tattered house). Poor thing, he probably suffocated for nearly 8 hours before my mum got a shock as she dug her hand in my bag, only to fish out Wuffy, and not my water bottle. Hehe, planned move, miscalculated. Surprise, uninhibited.

posted by slingwoof @ 11/17/2005 10:57:00 PM