Welcome to the Wakefield Doctrine (the theory of clarks, scotts and rogers)
This is the Six Sentence Story bloghop.
Each week, Denise invites all within sight of her words to join in a celebration of creativity; ‘Hey! write a story using this prompt word’ is her message.
This is an Ian Devereaux week, so the following Six is the next installment in the serial story, ‘the Case of the Missing Fig Leaf‘ (if this is your first visit, best click on that link, what follows will be much more fun in the context of the story so far.)
This week, the prompt word is:
RESISTANCE
“Welcome to Air France“, Rene spoke first by half-a-smile and Jean, slightly delayed by a perfect toss of her chestnut hair, threw a wink at us and added her greeting, “Bienvenue chez, Air France“; both stewards finished on ‘France’; I was in awe and tried to remember if the Foreign Legion still existed.
With a timing that would have frightened a less imaginative man, my hair was tousled by a whisper of conditioned air as Leanne and I approached the forward hatch of the Boeing Something-or-Other, the first, and, from what the steward in the Sky Lounge said, only passengers in the La Première section on our midnight flight to Paris.
I fly infrequently enough to enjoy the sneakers-and-torn-blue-jeans excitement of the everyday-exotic, the slant and barely perceivable rebound walking along the jetway, I remembered to look back towards the terminal for the Stanley Kubrick-2001 vibe; Leanne was a step ahead and I watched in wonder as she triggered a physical response in the waiting stewards: straightening of posture by a barely-noticeable degree while, in compensation for Leanne’s five-two, a ‘chest out and a hint of a bow’; she commanded attention with nothing more than a smile at Jean and an arched eyebrow for Rene.
I was almost carried away by air of sophisticated travel to the Continent, when I remembered the previous day, “Hey, Devereaux, I hear your girlfriend, that Harvard dean chick, was taking you with her on vacation,” Lou Ceasare’s voice, a growl coated with laughter, had the same effect on the daytime regulars at the Bottom of the Sea Strip Club and Lounge as a police siren in a room full of German Shepherd puppies, only with more howling.
Settling in my seat, our steward, Jean, explained how it could be converted into a full-sized bed, I would have enjoyed the finishing school-lascivious glint in her eye, except she was looking at my companion for 2.5 seconds longer than me, I tilted my head against Leanne’s and said, loudly enough to get a laugh from Rene, at the front of the cabin, “Please commend your loyal retainers for their tolerance of my presence.”
Leanne, using two fingers on my forearm and a natural sex appeal that would’ve had a cloistered monk ask for the legal definition of celibacy said, “Followers I can get any time, co-equals are far more difficult, “Vive la resistánce“.
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Very enjoyable six. I love spending time witnessing Leanne’s strength.
yeah, fun character
I’m just here for the cake. LOL! Great job.
lol thanks, Paul
I like the metaphor of the monk wanting the legal definition of celibacy. Even a glance at her seems like it would violate it.
it was fun
What a great visual, well auditory too, line: “a police siren in a room full of German Shepherd puppies, only with more howling.”
A lot of creative writing going on here.
Thanks, Pat!
“I fly infrequently enough to enjoy the sneakers-and-torn-blue-jeans excitement of the everyday-exotic…” That brought back memories of when flying was something special. You even made sure you wore your “best” undergarments!
how different in such subtle ways, the world is today!
Fun Six, beginning to end. Very visual. Too many great lines to quote :D
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You really did have the last word of resistance! Well done!
Thanks, Lisa!
Oui! A fun, punchy and visual treat there Monsieur Clark.
Last week you did the same with the ‘hotel’ setting, this week another grand venue – airports and airplanes! Many rich pickings to be found there in the observation of the human species.
Plus, I felt right at chez moi with all the Frenchyfications*.
Un grand merci, mon frère!
*un mot vrai? Non.
Thanks, V
Hey… your comments gives me an idea! or better yet, I sense of my calling as a writer… I will pioneer the specialty, ‘core sampler’ of stories and novels and serials… We all agree the stories (and characters and whatnot) exist in the mind of the writer) I’ll simply take core samples at various points in the narrative, totally save on words, allowing the Reader to enjoy the fun parts.
” Ooh, la, la, c’est si bon “. Liked the reference to French Foreign Legion as ‘Under Two Flags’ by Ouida was one of my favorite books growing up. Liked the contrast between the romanticism of the French with the rough humor of the American. So much to comment on and so little time. Great six, Clark.
Thank you, Len its often the little aspects of the finished work that are the most enjoyable