tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6642076166796902853.post6896058749447155909..comments2024-02-05T01:49:05.302-05:00Comments on Creative Bloomings' Flashy Fiction Friday: Tuesday CharmWalt Wojtanikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02723314300320671675noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6642076166796902853.post-59586719061357754292009-12-19T20:00:09.409-05:002009-12-19T20:00:09.409-05:00I pride myself on being on top of the game, whatev...I pride myself on being on top of the game, whatever the game is. I'm an observer, a watcher, and I use that gift to get a handle on people and stay two steps ahead of them. Whether we're engaged in an actual contest or just navigating the waters of interpersonal communication, I know how to play without being played.<br /><br />“Hey, Colin.”<br /><br />Oh, god, it's Samantha. Her eyes are so damn big and clear. Can't afford to look at them. Not that there's a lot of other parts of her I can look it safely.<br /><br />“Hey, Samantha.”<br /><br />“How are you on this fine, wintry afternoon?”<br /><br />Her voice was so rich and sweet. It was pitched low, but had a high resonance that still sounded so very young and feminine. It was like having syrup poured in my ear. I could listen her forever. Damn, distraction again.<br /><br />“I'm okay. You?”<br /><br />“Not as good as I would be if I were spending it with you.”<br /><br />Clever – rubbing my cheeks to hide that I'm blushing. Men don't blush. Besides blushing is a sign of vulnerability. Can't show that. Damn, what's wrong with my breathing?<br /><br />“What is it you're doing, Samantha?”<br /><br />“I have to go into Muncie. I'll have to get a ride from a girl in my dorm, but usually at least one of them is going that direction.”<br /><br />“I can take you.”<br /><br />What did I just say?<br /><br />“You can?”<br /><br />“Sure, I'd love to.”<br /><br />What just happened?<br /><br />“Then my afternoon would be complete, Colin.”<br /><br />Oh yeah. That's what happened.C. N. Nevetshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00375714948653196993noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6642076166796902853.post-82090936716609333922009-12-16T08:16:50.895-05:002009-12-16T08:16:50.895-05:00"Charm is a way of getting the answer yes wit..."Charm is a way of getting the answer yes without asking a clear question." - Albert Camus<br /><br /><br />I had poured myself into the recliner after a rather stressful day. All I needed was a catnap. All I got was a gently nudge.<br /><br />"Daddy?"<br /><br />"Hmmm." I said through clenched eyes.<br /><br />"I love you!"<br /><br />"OK Andrea, where, who and how much?"<br /><br />"Mall, Amanda, about forty."Walt Wojtanikhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02649275109990415030noreply@blogger.com