Welcome to the Wakefield Doctrine (the theory of clarks, scotts and rogers)

This is the Wakefield Doctrine’s contribution to the Six Sentence Story bloghop.

Hosted by Denise there is a single rule: Six sentences no more/no less

So, what’s this called, a Flashback? a Backstory? Don’t know. Don’t care. Best ‘Previously in our story… ‘ is This Link (and Lou’s line at the end).

Prompt word:

MELANCHOLY

“It’s either that or go to prison.”

The woman stood, as powerless to flee the voice as a butterfly, invisible minuten pin forcing her into spectator-class victim as her lifepath approached a fork unimaginable a mere twenty-four hours earlier.

“In either scenario, the child is staying here on the Vineyard with her father,” the woman, business suit and designer glasses as iconic as the faux-sophisticated interrogator in an old WW II movie, stepped back and leaned, very-out-of-character, against the marble countertop.

Kasia’s fingers clenched impotently as she turned her head to face the voice, the baby in her arms shielded by her body; the architect’s innovative use of LEDs to illuminate the kitchen created a one-time effect of casting a childless-silhouette tilted towards the door, open into the late-Summer night.

With the ironic appreciation that only a god, intent on assuring Himself his new creations would suffer for being such a disappointment, the future Rue DeNite heard the voice of her Abnormal Psych professor, all of week before, say, ‘The Approach/Avoidance conflict is surely the best of Man and the worst of Woman”.

“Just give my client, her father, your ….former fiancé, the child and you can return to your garret and write your, ‘A Millennial’s Guide to Melancholy’ or whatever it is you’re wasting your life on.”