Monday, November 26, 2012

Dinner and a Murder

VJ's writing prompt for today is rather intriguing.  Essentially, think of something that evokes a conditioned response - fright, happiness, dread, whatever, and write about it with the opposite response.  Invite a murderer to dinner?  Happy to!

I've been thinking about it, and I'm not so sure I like the premise.  I mean, for the most part, we have conditioned responses because they're appropriate!  Some, of course, are not, such as phobias.  In the grand spirit of the prompt, however, here we go.

Dinner and a Murder

For months, my friends had been telling me to quit acting like I had to wait for someone to ask me out.  They kept insisting that I lose my old fashioned ways and step into the modern world where woman are equal.  So today, I finally shut them up.  I called all three of them - Alicia, Brianna, and Trisha, and I told them about the man I'd met and finally decided to invite to my place for dinner.

I did, however, leave out one small fact.  I neglected to mention the man is a murderer.  No, I don't know this because I saw him on TV, nor am I one of those prison groupies who always wants to pretend to be a bad girl by become a pen pal with a convict.  No, this man had never been tried or convicted for his crime.  Even better, he has no idea that I know what he is.

I stared at myself in the mirror, watching my expressions as I reviewed the events of the past few days.  There was a hint of excitement in my otherwise dull hazel eyes, the skin at their edges crinkling as I smiled.  I reached for the eye cream as Brianna's voice intruded into my thoughts, her constant nagging about proper skin care having apparently sunk in.  A laugh erupted from my mouth and I shook my head, letting the towel fall to the floor, then swiftly finishing up my post shower ritual.  Finally I was satisfied with my appearance.

(To be continued...)

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