Results of U-Write-It Week 289
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Jenica said, "This was a great vacation right up until that man said he was..."
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...totaling the bill, then asked for my credit card!"
With a disgusted huff snorting out the reddening nostrils of that piggish nose, Jenica glared peevishly over the top of rhinestone rimmed sunglasses.
Smiling most charmingly, Brad reached into his dinner jacket pocket. "Jenica. Dear. Such a pleasure getting to know you so well."
Hearing the jingle of keys, Jenica's face rearranged itself from petulance to eager anticipation. If the show ran true to form for this round, she would be dismissed as an eligible bachelorette with the keys to a brand new vehicle. That consolation prize had been her goal all along. She could barely contain her excitement.
"Bon Voyage. Here's the key to your pink Cadillac!"
Jenica snatched the key ring from his hand as Brad finished with, "special edition Ladies Cruiser Bike lock!"
by Daphne Rice, Portland, OR
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...my REAL father?" Speaking in typical teenage uptalk, Jenica's statement morphed into a question as she looked from her mother to her aunt and back again.
"I've been meaning to tell you," her mother began, "but the time's just never seemed right."
Putting a comforting arm around Jenica's shoulder, her favorite aunt started to interject, but stopped.
"What?" Panic tinged the edge of Jenica's question.
"WHAT?" She asked more loudly.
"The reason for this trip," both her mother and aunt spoke at exactly the same time.
Tears flooding her mother's eyes, they spilled down her cheeks as she nodded quickly, "Go ahead."
Always the stronger, older sister, Jenica's aunt came to the rescue once again.
"He IS your real father. But, more importantly, your REAL mother is . . . me."
by Ric Hardson, USA
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...Edward Scissorhands, longneck beer bottles on his fingers. What a jerk!"
Jenica shook her head, playing the stupidity over in her mind. The thought of such obnoxious behavior on a family beach! She sighed heavily.
"They were only having fun, Jen. It didn't do anyone any harm," Adam kindly reminded her. He smiled softly and squinted into the sunlight as he looked at her. His eyes were lovely and thoughtful, always peering through a positive lens, filtering out the negativity.
"Yeah, I know. But still...when I come on vacation I don't want to sit next to a bunch of morons getting wasted."
"Well, the problem with vacations," Adam said, rising from his perch to take a seat next to Jenica, "Is that everyone else is on vacation too." He reached out a hand and cupped it over hers. Waves crashed softly in front of them. A near-perfect day.
by Elizabeth Greenlea, West Chester, PA
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...Santa Claus. I think he really believed he was too. It's a shame though, he seemed like such a nice man--but weird. Besides, he's gotta be burning up in that suit in the middle of August in Arizona!"
by PJ, Indianapolis, IN
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...Johnny Depp's father and convinced us to come to dinner and meet his son."
George and Shelby groaned. "How can you even say that it was a great vacation? It was AWFUL!"
Jenica continued without responding. "Actually, it was pretty much like a normal vacation - we went to a different place..."
"Yeah, someone's basement!"
"...and spent a whole lot of money..."
"On a ransom!"
"...Oh, and we even got wet!"
"Yeah, but in a NORMAL vacation, you get wet at the pool, and we were stuck in a leaky basement during a thunderstorm! I can't believe we were so gullible." George ranted.
"Yeah," said Shelby, "If this is what a vacation is like, I never want to go on one again!"
by Meredith Rigby
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