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Number 7 in the drabble series. I was originally only going to do seven, one for each day of Marymas, but there are too many great characters to choose from! So there will be three more after this, for a total of ten.
Today, we have May-Alice Culhane.
It’s been a long time since she’s been out on the water, but she remembers. Trailing her hand in the water, May-Alice stares, mesmerized, at the reflection of the torch in the warm black of the bayou.
“Look,” Rennie whispers, gently touching her shoulder. “You see that gator over there? She’s gotta be at least 8 feet long.”
Chantelle twitches, startled. “Where?”
It’s dark, but May-Alice finds the tell-tale lights easily enough - they glow at this time of night. “See those red dots?” She points. “Those are the eyes.”
She can feel Rennie’s on the back of her neck, and shivers.
Today, we have May-Alice Culhane.
It’s been a long time since she’s been out on the water, but she remembers. Trailing her hand in the water, May-Alice stares, mesmerized, at the reflection of the torch in the warm black of the bayou.
“Look,” Rennie whispers, gently touching her shoulder. “You see that gator over there? She’s gotta be at least 8 feet long.”
Chantelle twitches, startled. “Where?”
It’s dark, but May-Alice finds the tell-tale lights easily enough - they glow at this time of night. “See those red dots?” She points. “Those are the eyes.”
She can feel Rennie’s on the back of her neck, and shivers.