Key Word - Independence or Independence DayWord Limit - 237Forbidden Word - FireworksExtra Credit - Put the action on July 5th
Advizor has done it again, stirred a bit of evil in me with a provocative picture. No, no one dies this time, but it may not go the direction you think! I actually managed to hit all the notes - exact word count, both keywords, and the extra credit. *high fives* Subscribe to his site and feel free to join in next week! The more the merrier!
She hung the dress on a tree limb, discarding it with as much care as he had discarded her. Few realized just how happy his desertion had made her. He had been her parents’ choice: the correct boyfriend, the proper spouse, the boring lover. In other words, he made her miserable. His stammering apologies took them by surprise; her joyful laughter and sincere wishes for his happiness only compounded their confusion. Free of him, free of their expectations, she decided to be free of her outer trappings as well. This was her Independence Day – July 5th, the day she embraced her true self, instead of the woman her family wanted her to be.
She left a trail of silky lingerie to the tree that served as her wardrobe. The dress fluttered in the summer breeze while the wedding guests gaped at her nudity. She crooked a finger at an old lover, but didn’t wait to see if he would follow. She simply grabbed the bottle of champagne and a pair of glasses and started across the empty field.
Plopping onto the ground, the cool blades of grass tickled her bare skin. When she leaned against the fallen tree, the rough bark bit into her back. She savored the sensations as proof of her independence from her former, restrictive life. As the sun warmed her naked flesh, she heard the soft footsteps behind her.
Happy Independence Day, indeed!