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, this ‘hop has but one rule: Six is the number of sentenceseses in your story, aiight?
So, this week, Tom and I close out our Serial Six ‘…Of Heroes and the MisUnderstood’.
To enhance the continuity, here is Tom’s Six read it first.
Prompt word:
DOUBLE
The tall, thin man pushed off from the bar like a surfer making the day’s last run; alert to the danger of social undertow, he skirted the crowd and headed towards the curtained alcoves that ran along the exterior wall,
“Raconteuse.”
The woman in the next-to-the-last alcove paused, allowing the sound of a familiar voice to draw her to earth, clouds begrudgingly tore as she smiled at the man; diaphanous privacy curtain draping one shoulder, smile hiding on the left side of his face.
“Wait, wait, before you say my name, I need a favor!”
The woman laughed, a comber of russet hair crossed the tops of her eyebrow, tumbling down to her shoulder as she nodded assent; the man held out his phone and waited, every schoolboy anticipating June’s final bell: “OK, I’m ready, read;”
“Days and nights hast thirty one , Swelter’d venom sleeping got, Boil thou first i’ the charmed pot;” laughter restrained, in all but her eyes, Chris looked up at the tall, thin man encouragingly.
“Boil…no… toil …shit …cauldron something… goddamn it!”
The two Proprietors laughed, standing on the shore of a desert island amid a sea crowded with ships and freighters passing on the horizon, neither felt the need to signal for help.
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I loved the imagery – thank you.
Perfect song to go along with this six.
Big smiles here.
*Maestro retires his baqueta as he smiles at the resonant echoes of ink orchestrated.*
(if’n I were, in fact, a conductor, surely this would be the time for a) a baton drop (boi!) or 2) a PGA/drumstick/ baton toss… )
wait! great drummer showman vid:
He did let’er rip!!
( seems it’s Halestorm day today 🤘)
loved those guys
I so enjoy reading your Café Sixes. The subtle demonstration of the relationship between the tall thin man and the other characters is more than substantive…who said these people aren’t real 😉
Nice ending: being on a deserted shore with boats in view, but no desire to call for help. The “social undertow” makes one realize that the water (and perhaps even the boats) are all the people around them.
thanks, Frank
(funny thing about writing stories even the short, short ones, we don’t always ‘get’ everything in them, until a Reader reads and mentions something… I agree with your insight
Excellent, in everyway… (including Macbeth). And yes, these characters are more than real.
thank you for giving me the ‘cover’ on my sideways prompt usuage