It's all about TRUTH.

Location is determined by position
Evidence will vary by location.
Facts will change according to evidence.
But TRUTH is unchanging.

Saturday, June 25, 2011

Writing Challenge #2. Based on my Book

For those of you who aren't familiar with my Book Special Times, Special Summers, which is now a 99 cent read at Amazon Kindle Store, this was a POV change from the book.  But it's based on the book, with some parts unchanged (The dialog, mainly)

Some people described fireworks; the song declared “A kiss is just a kiss.” Mike was about to find out what reality was.
In her cold, white glory, the moon had begun her ascent into the darkening sky. Mike stood with Diane near the door. The conversation had been awkward and had just now ceased. There was really nothing left to say but good night. But Mike noted that Diane’s lips quivered, just a little. She was waiting.
Mike could no longer resist. He pulled Diane close, and he felt her body tremble. Or was it his body that trembled? He gazed longingly into the blue eyes and his eyes fluttered closed as he cautiously and uncertainly touched his lips to hers.
The song was wrong. And there were no fireworks: just a glorious darkness and warmth like a blanket. Mike realized that his hug was being returned, and he was practically suffocating in Diane’s embrace
.They mutually loosened their holds, and Mike opened his mouth to speak, but Diane spoke first: “Don’t disturb the moment, Mike. It’s just us out here. It’s just us.,” she said, oblivious to the sound of the passing freeway traffic. Then, she kissed him again – with a tenderness unexpected. Mike melted into her arms once again.
Twenty-five years later, Mike would remember everything, every word spoken. Sadly, Diane would not remember a thing.
No, no fireworks. Not just a kiss. But what would become a bittersweet memory.

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