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Nestled into the Dunes
Today's writing prompt for the AtoZ challenge is: Nestled into the dunes. Here is my entry:
They had fallen into a companionable silence by the time the row of beach houses came into view. There were 6 or 7 in a row, nestled into the dunes, with broad decks overlooking the ocean.
“Who lives in those?” Sam asked. She noticed a woman sitting on one of the decks. She had a laptop in front of her on a table, but her hands were idle. She was gazing at the view, and appeared to be deep in thought.
“They’re rentals,” Amanda said.
As Sam watched, the woman began to type, bending over the keyboard in concentration. Light flashed from her fingers, as if her ideas were literally lighting the keyboard on fire. It must be a reflection of the sun on the screen, Sam thought. As she watched, the light intensified, flaring from her fingers and lighting up her face, which was glowing in the reflected light.
“Whoa,” Sam said, gesturing toward the woman. “What’s that?”
“What’s what?” Amanda said, looking up. “Oh, her. I heard there was a writer renting out one of the cottages. Working on a novel. That must be her.”
“No, I mean the light!” Sam said.
“Light? What light?”
Sam looked at Amanda, confused. The curious threads of light were clearly visible. The woman stopped typing, and the light dissipated as the woman stared off into space. Suddenly she looked like a perfectly ordinary writer, dreaming up her next plot twist.
“Never mind,” Sam said.
When they had passed the last cottage, Sam looked back. The woman was bent over her computer again. Even from this distance, the glowing light was unmistakable. Sam blinked, unsure what to think. There was clearly something there, but whatever it was, Amanda hadn’t been able to see it.
I've challenged myself to create a writing prompt and write a short response to it each day of April as part of the A to Z blogging challenge. Read more about the A to Z blogging challenge here. Thanks for reading!