Orignal Picture I used for the1st prompt
Last 3 paragraph from part 10
"Doyle, I think we better get out of here."
"Yeah," she said, as she stood above the night stand beside the bed.
"Come one." I looked down the steps afraid someone would be standing there holding a machette or something. "Let's go." I looked at Doyle and saw her grab a small black book and shove it in her coat pocket. And spun around and hurried past me down the stairs....
Day 11 - Prompt - cyberspace
"Come one." I looked down the steps afraid someone would be standing there holding a machete or something. "Let's go." I looked at Doyle and saw her grab a small black book and shove it in her coat pocket. And spun around and hurried past me down the stairs and ran out of the house, across the back yard, jumped the small chain link fence, and ran through the back door to her house, emerging in the kitchen.
"That was strange," Doyle said, pacing back and forth, chewing her thumb nail.
I stuck my hands out and leaned against the counter, trying to catch my breath. My heart beat to the chaos in my head. This was deeper than I had imagined. I wiped sweat from my brow and squeezed my eyes shut, trying to figure out what I had just saw. Maria Lakes has been dead for two years, but the bed had been made this morning. Gather yourself, Jonathan. Don't let Doyle see the weak side of you, I thought.
"I don't get it," Doyle said. The look in her eyes made me want to comfort her and take her in my arms and kiss her and whisper in her ear that everything was alright. Doyle rushed to the sink and splashed water over her face. "I was there less than three months ago and the house had been the same how Maria left it."
I eyed Doyle. She's hiding something. "What about the book you put in your pocket."
Panic passed through her eyes, and the corner of her lip jerked. As fast as it came the panic was replaced with curiosity. "I think it is an address book." Doyle dug the book from her pocket and yanked out a chair and sat at the table.
I pulled a chair beside hers. "Lets check it out."
She glanced at me. Our eyes made contract. A strange electricity sparked the air, then she looked away and blushed. She cleared her throat and opened the little black book. On the first page the word cyberspace had been written big bold letters. We shot each other a glance and shrugged. She flipped to the next page and written in neat hand style was a list of ten websites.
"You know what any of this means?" I asked, catching her swallowing from the corner of her eye.
"No." she flipped to the next page. "Blank." and used her thumb to leaf through the pages. "Rest of it is blank." she creased her eyebrows, resting her chin on her hand.
"Well?" I asked. "What do you think?"
She closed the book. "Only one way to find out." and walked into the livingroom and sat at her desk and opened her laptop. She pressed a button... 5 Minute Timer
I know it is Christmas and a lot people are not writing, but I had some free time. Kids are in bed after a full day of play. Plus I like doing this challenge. Sharpens skill, and plus it just fun. The cyberspace prompt through me a curve-ball, I glad I was able to pull it off. At least I hope.
If you read it, wow! Thank You.
I made no corrections to errors. Only corrected misspelled words, and inserted markdown. I also marked the word when I first used today's prompt.
Thanks to @mariannewest she gave me some advice how to format this continuation using prompts, by inserting links to the last chapter. So I figured to keep from this getting to lone and save me and other people time I will insert links to previous chapters for those interested.
The Story Prompts - The Green Door
- Describe Your Front Door
- After Midnight
- Not Yet
- Your Greatest Journey
I want to give Thanks to the @freewritehouse
I want to give Thanks to @mariannewest for the freewrite challenge. Follow. Upvote. Resteem.