Prompt: 103. ferry boat

1. She was running down the street to catch the bus when the car swerved around a garbage can and hit her. All she could think as she met the ground was that she was going to miss the ferry boat.

A. She was running down the street to catch the bus when the car swerved around a garbage can and hit her. All she could think as she met the ground was that she was going to miss the ferry boat.

Then there was a world of pain. It was bad enough that she barely knew what was happening as people gathered around her and an ambulance made an appearance.

She remembered moaning in answer to a question from one of the EMTs and having blood fill her mouth. It was then that she knew it was serious. But she was in such shock and pain that she didn’t have room to be scared.

2. “The 10:40 a.m. ferry boat crashed into the dock, which meant there was one less boat running when they were rushing to leave the island at 1:50 p.m. As a result, they attempted to get a ride from a fisherman, and that’s the last anyone saw of either of them.”

A. “The 10:40 a.m. ferry boat crashed into the dock, which meant there was one less boat running when they were rushing to leave the island at 1:50 p.m. As a result, they attempted to get a ride from a fisherman, and that’s the last anyone saw of either of them,” the serious young lieutenant said.

Captain Magraw sighed and rubbed his hand over his face. He was tired and his stomach felt sour from all the coffee he’d ingested. “A young mother and child are missing somewhere on our island. That’s what you’re saying?”

“Yes, sir. From everything we’ve dug up, she never left. She simply disappeared.”

“She didn’t disappear,” Magraw said. “She’s somewhere. And we’re going to find her and her child.”

3. He had his computer open and was finishing some last reports when he felt the gaze against the side of his face. Used to people behaving strangely on the ferry boat, he slowly lifted his head and tried not to be obvious as he glanced around.

A. He had his computer open and was finishing some last reports when he felt the gaze against the side of his face. Used to people behaving strangely on the ferry boat, he slowly lifted his head and tried not to be obvious as he glanced around. He kept his eyes moving even once he spotted who’d been staring at him, bringing his gaze back down on his computer screen.

He wore an inscrutable expression as he thought. The man staring at him had looked familiar, but he couldn’t quite recall where he knew him from. He couldn’t explain the sense of dread the man brought him.

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Prompt: 102. sledgehammer

1. It felt like a sledgehammer pounding in his head. Yet another debilitating headache to remind him that things had been going too well lately.

A. It felt like a sledgehammer pounding in his head. Yet another debilitating headache to remind him that things had been going too well lately. He pinched his lips together to hold in a moan of pain and kept his expression from crumbling through pure force of will.

Reaching into his pocket, he took out his sunglasses and put them on over his eyes. It felt better to have the light-level lowered even that little bit, though the headache was still there and signaling that it was going to stay a while.

2. There was a keen sense of satisfaction involved with smashing ceramic with a sledgehammer.

A. There was a keen sense of satisfaction involved with smashing ceramic with a sledgehammer. The impact and the followup crashing shatter made her laugh in glee. Who would have thought that breaking stuff would be so much fun? She’d been missing out her whole life.

Once she was done smashing all of his plates, bowls, and mugs, she tossed aside the sledgehammer and went for the lighter fluid and matches. She’d already tossed all of his clothes and shoes in a large metal garbage can. It was a matter of moments to get the fire blazing good and bright.

3. It felt ironic somehow that he had grown up to work at the same sledgehammer factory where so much traumatic history had gone down.

A. It felt ironic somehow that he had grown up to work at the same sledgehammer factory where so much traumatic history had gone down. There were ghosts around every corner and emotional triggers hidden in every room. Yet he was able to hold onto the secret of his past, compartmentalizing for everything he was worth. Not one of his coworkers had any idea who he used to be.

It was a relief that no one knew. He hated the pity he received from people once they learned his life history. The “Oh, so that explains it” follow-up look was the only thing worse.

He was glad to be another anonymous face in the crowd, judged only on what people could see of him. He didn’t want any of his coworkers to know who he used to be. Because he wasn’t that person anymore. He wasn’t.

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Prompt: 101. date night

1. Even after all their years of marriage they still enjoyed date night. It kept their passion for each other alive.

A. Even after all their years of marriage they still enjoyed date night. It kept their passion for each other alive. Plus it was the one night a week where they left their kids with a babysitter and were able to enjoy adult conversation.

Sitting at a table for two, they would share an appetizer and each order a different entree they would split. And as they shared their food and conversation, it would feel like they were falling in love again. There would be another taste of that spark that first drew them together, and the night would end in an impassioned embrace.

2. Their date night had finally arrived and he was terrified. The last thing he wanted was to mess things up.

A. Their date night had finally arrived and he was terrified. The last thing he wanted was to mess things up. Lydia’s friendship was one of the few things he’d come to depend on in his life. He didn’t want to lose it.

Standing in front of the full-length mirror in his boxer briefs, he held a shirt in each hand and traded off holding one in front of his chest then the other. He couldn’t tell which one would look better and his nervousness was growing by the moment.

The last thing he wanted was to be all sweaty.

3. The community center had large signs set up advertising “Date Night.” It was a fun play on words for a night when people could come and pick through crates filled with fresh dates.

A. The community center had large signs set up advertising “Date Night.” It was a fun play on words for a night when people could come and pick through crates filled with fresh dates. There would be cheery music piped through the speakers and games for the children.

Everyone would come and have a fun night filling paper sacks or market bags with dates they could take home. And in-between there would be cups full of punch and a potluck dinner.

There were some people that spent the whole year looking forward to the next community Date Night.

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