IDF offering Teaser...
So IDF is coming up... and I actually have a sort of short story to offer for it! LOL
It's a weird crossover, but I think it works out.
Here's a short teaser for it, I'll post the rest on Saturday. :)
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“Da Plane! Da Plane!”
Fluffy white clouds floated through the brilliant blue sky. Mr. Roarke squinted up through the window at the sound of the bell in the tower signaling the seaplane's approach. He finished the form he was working on then left his office. Exiting the building at a leisurely pace, he smiled as his assistant joined him in front of the main house.
“Good morning, Boss.”
“Good morning, Tattoo.”
They climbed into the safari style, covered but open-sided, vehicle popular on the island and began the drive toward the dock. They arrived just as the hydroplane touched down on the water. As it taxied to the dock, the tall, gray haired man adjusted his black tie slightly then gestured to the gathered people. “Smiles, everyone... smiles!” He gestured for the musicians to begin, and buttoned the jacket on his white suit then waited for the first of the passengers to disembark. He grinned when his diminutive friend began the inevitable questions.
“I'm seeing double. Who are they, Boss? They look very young.”
“That they are, my friend.”
Tattoo continued watching the passengers emerge from the plane, “Is that their mother? The fashion lady?”
“It is indeed the, ah... fashion lady.” He smiled at his small friend's term. “Her name, is Miranda Priestly. The twin girls are her sixteen year old daughters, Caroline and Cassidy. It is their fantasies that we have contracted to fulfill.” He studied the trio carefully; the girls were taking in the sights as was Miranda. Miranda, however, was scanning the area while also speaking on the phone. Tattoo's comment was expected.
“What is their fantasy?”
“They each wish for different but similar things, the bulk of each girl's fantasy will require their mother to... relax and be... happy, for at least a little while.” He studied the trio closely.
“That is easy, Boss. Who wouldn't relax and be happy spending time with their family here on the island?”
“That is true, but it will require more than that, and it is not as easy as it seems. Happiness can be found in all sorts of places, Tattoo. But you must be willing to accept it,” His voice took on an introspective tone, “... or, risk it walking away.” He caught Miranda's eye and gave her a chiding look. After only a few moments, she concluded her call and tucked her phone away in her purse. “It was the daughters who made arrangements for this trip and it will be more than just a weekend. Ms. Priestly and her daughters will be staying with us all next week, which is why we set up an office for Miranda's use. For any business that might need attended to while she is here on the island.”
“What? The daughters arranged it? No, Boss... please tell me they didn't pay with their piggy banks. I have to balance the books you know? Paying more out than we bring in is...”
“Shhh...” Mr. Roarke smiled. “Calm yourself, my friend, they do not have piggy banks, they have trust funds. Both of their parents are quite wealthy and have provided ample finances for their daughters' futures. We have been well compensated for their stay. Your accounting books will reflect that soon.”
“Thank goodness...”
After a slightly derisive, but tolerant, glance at Tattoo, Mr. Roarke turned his attention to the new arrivals. He accepted a glass of champagne from a waitress, as Miranda, Caroline and Cassidy also accepted their drinks. Champagne for Miranda, grape juice for the girls. “My dear guests, I am Mr. Roarke, your host.” He held up his glass in a toast to them, “Welcome, to Fantasy Island.”
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The rest will be posted on Saturday. ;)
Later
Gin