Welcome to the Wakefield Doctrine (the theory of clarks, scotts and rogers)
This is the Doctrine’s contribution to the Six Sentence Story bloghop.
Hosted by Denise, constrained by a sentence limit (high and low) of six, there are worse ways to spend the remaining time you have on earth.
Prompt word:
MINUTE
A man dressed in casual-business attire leaned against the trunk of the Mercedes; a woman sat in the front passenger seat, her cardinal-red hair banishing the tint on the windows.
After a minute, the window slid down, the woman looked towards the young couple on the sidewalk and, with a friendly enough smile, said, “Rosetta, fancy meeting you here; Rocco, if you’d get the door for her, we can be on our way.”
Rosetta tensed, as timeless partners Mlle Flight and M. Fight engaged in their life-or-death minuet; the Sophomore stepped past Rocco and, opening the back door, looked at her, his eyebrows semaphoring the question of consent.
For her part, Rosetta smiled at the ground, lightly touched Rocco’s forearm as she passed him and got into the backseat of the car, immediately sliding over to make room for the Sophomore.
Turning in her seat, Rue DeNite offered a smile tinged with the most minute overtone of embarrassment, “Ro, what can I tell you? Your uncle does not tolerate being worried about those he cares about… Who’s your cute friend?”
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…like I’m watching from the stoop of the tenement house across the street.
Rue and Rocco! Damn, Kevin Bacon, lol.
I am glad to see Rue DeNite and Rocco back in the story. If I remember correctly, it’s a good thing Rue is not driving.
It looks like the Sophomore is now part of the family.
maybe… yeah Rue and Rocco (Lou’s in-house fixers) are fun
Hmm, ‘cardinal-red hair’ – I like the idea about that kind of colour.
I recall (from previous adventures) that Rue’s hair was pretty red… had no idea that there were so many versions (of red)!
Colour red? Just say ‘lots’.
lol
At least it should be a comfortable ride, in so far as as the vehicle type is concerned.
lol
I can tell the fun has not yet started here!
talk about a crowd.. but, now that you raise the topic, I’m beginning to think that the Bottom of the Sea might not be the best place to have a family (Family) intervention
lets see… in the city (of course) but not likely to be interrupted by anyone who can’t keep their own counsel… a Bistro of some sort…or, even a Cafe!!
Nice imagine, the Sophomore protecting the young girl.
Thank you
I am very pleased that the Sophomore wasn’t left standing on the pavement.
yeah… he’s a bit of an enigmatic character and a challenge for writing what with his being from the year 1972 and such… flashbacks I find tough, especially given the sentence constraints and my recent ambition to find engagement in sparse wordage
(what’s a word-hurler to do?)
Stones. Now we’re talking.
And word-hurler: you should claim that one as registered trademark.