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January 10, 2014



January 10th, 2014 StoryStarter prompt: A flash of light exploded in the night sky and then...

I'd moved into the house on Four Hopes Island in late May right after my divorce was final. I was in desperate need of reconnecting with myself, and the stay at the beach house was a gift from my best friend Jenna. The house belonged to her family and they agreed to let me stay there over the summer for some much needed R&R.

The manuscript I'd been struggling to write since February was just not coming together as I'd hoped. It seemed that not only had my husband left me, but apparently so had my ability to form coherent sentences.

One morning in mid-June while I sat outside sipping my coffee on the wraparound deck. I watched the sun emerge, preceded by beautiful splotches of pinks and oranges. The day promised to be another postcard perfect day on the island.

That was the first morning I spotted him. He jogged along the beach, just out of reach from the tide's fingers. He smiled and waved and I nearly dropped my coffee. He had to be the most stunning thing on two legs I'd seen since I'd been on the island. Holy mother of God where did you come from? I wondered.

Every morning after that, I made it a point to drink my coffee on the deck, and I was not only rewarded with an amazing sunrise, but the young man who graced my beach was enough for me to seriously consider taking up jogging. He never failed to smile and wave, and I never stopped hoping he'd run in my direction.

As fate would have it, a torrential downpour sprang up one morning and I got my wish. Mr. Hot Jogger ran right up my back steps and under the overhang where I sat gaping at him like a baby bird hungry for a worm. 

"Hope you don't mind," he shouted to be heard of the downpour. 

"Not at all, come inside and dry off," I told him. All the while thinking, come inside and let me get you out of those wet clothes.

He beamed a mega-watt smile at me and extended his hand. "Hi, I'm Alex."

I shook his hand and said, "I'm Simone."

That's how Alex and I came to be sharing a blanket on the beach, under the stars on this clear Fourth of July night, waiting for the fireworks to begin. Suddenly, A flash of light exploded in the night sky and then Alex leaned over and kissed me. "I've been dying to do that since the first day I saw you on your deck," he smiled.  



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Lori L. Clark

Lori L. Clark currently resides in Hazelwood, MO with three rescue dogs. When Lori isn't listening to the voices in her head, waiting for the next creative inspiration to strike, she also loves to read, run, paint pet portraits and save dogs. Email Lori at LLClark.author@gmail.com

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