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This is the Six Sentence Story bloghop.
Hosted by Denise, it charges us with creating a story of six (and only six) sentences that involve the week’s prompt word.
This week, we look in on our favorite detective, Ian Devereaux. We last saw him entering the home of one Dr. Leanne Thunberg. (Previously in the Case of the Missing Fig Leaf)
This week’s prompt word:
SHOWER
I pressed my forehead against the marble wall of the shower and tried to unravel the previous night; I heard the story of Lilith, who some believed was Adam’s first mate in the Garden, a scholarly rumor about a series of books, written but not included in Genesis, something about Moses and the Beatles’ ‘White Album’ and finally a request for help locating my host’s ex-husband.
“Is there room in there for me,” Leanne’s morning contralto cut through the rain-hiss of the showerheads like Joe Cocker at an elementary school Christmas pageant.
Given the shower was of a size and scale to allow a set of barbells and a Stairmaster, I smiled and said, “Sure, what’s the password?’
“Solomon’s Key,” came the up-lilted response; I laughed, remembering how out of my league I was; a feature of most modern homes since the late-20th century, the master-bath in Leanne’s house had as much in common with Second Empire architecture as a Ferrari among chariots in the Colosseum.
Feeling what I suspected was the last whisper of cool air as she opened the glass door, I remembered what I forgot in the day-and-a-half since the night before; I looked for something to write on, but all I could see was condensation on the glass and my host, Leanne.
I was trying to decide which would last longer when the choice was made for me.
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What a great comparison. . .”the master-bath in Leanne’s house had as much in common with Second Empire architecture as a Ferrari among chariots in the Colosseum.”
I was going to say the same thing!
Thanks, Pat!
Your simile is sensational. Great job, and you can’t go wrong with Dr. John or Bogie.
I loves me some Doctor John and the similae are always fun.
Always best to enjoy the moment your are in; thank you for sharing this delightful moment in time.
You are welcome
I liked the ending where the choice was made for him.
Kinda like to let the characters make, like, all the interesting decisions, ya know?
Quite the fascinating turn, and scene.
I like both (characters) though we don’t really know Dr. Thunberg as well as we do our detective.
“day and a half since the night before”… hope he retains his memory, ’cause I don’t think he’s going for pen and paper right off.
Good Six, Sir.
like he’d have a chance, were he to try to, no?
Clearly the dinner had gone well, lol.
Too many great lines in this!
I’d say the chair of the Advanced Anthropology and Cultural Semiotics dept. will be offering more than your typical missing ex-husband case.
Mr. Devereaux will no doubt face a challenge keeping business and pleasure separate, should he decide to take the case. Which of course he will!
It is amazing so many things can be told in six sentences.
True…the fun of this bloghop and reading how we all achieve it.
A whole lifetime unfolding in a shower. Game, set and match. Great storyline, Clark.
Thanks, Len.
(Speaking of storyline, I’m thinking that I need to extend the story that I wrote off your splendid Six about time travel. One technical question: Is there a real ‘Baker Street’ as in the song, not necessarily the Arthur Conan Doyle, unless they are one and the same.)
This whole story is a flood of expressions!