Here we go with the bumper combination of this week’s Three Things Challenges.
Your 21 words were
Child, comfort, composition, dim, fairy, figure, handsome, jetty, music, nod, pillar, pitch, planning, stranger, stuck, surf, tadpole, toe, valise, wait, wave.
As a young child, she had taken the tadpoles out of the garden pond in the hope of one developing into a handsome prince as per the fairy tale. Her mother hadn’t been too happy with tiny frogs hopping about all over her kitchen, and when confronted with the thought that she’d have to actually kiss one to find her prince, well, all frogs were banished back to the pond and beyond.
Now, some thirty years later, in the pitch of night, she walked along the shore finding comfort in the darkness, her feet kissing the surf as the sand tickled her toes.
The water had its own music, wave upon wave of unique composition, a cascade of lapping melody developing into a crescendo as she approached the jetty.
He would be here soon.
Not her prince, but the one she loved, the one she was planning to run away with.
She heard a car engine approaching in the distance and turned to see the headlights dim as the vehicle parked up.
She waited patiently, her valise already secreted away in readiness.
The figure was stooped and pulled the collar up around their neck against the rising wind.
She suddenly felt cold. And afraid.
This was not her beloved.
‘Are you Meggie?’ asked a total stranger.
She nodded silently.
‘He’s not coming. And won’t be. Ever.’
‘Why?’ she cried.
‘He’s already married. Has been for seven years. You’re not the first to be taken in.’
She crumpled to her knees.
‘I’m so sorry,’ he said gently, reaching down to help her stand. ‘Can I take you home?’
She shook her head.
‘Thank you, but no.’
Her tears joined the water as it swirled and eddied around the pillars, carrying her dreams out to sea.
‘Will you be OK?’
‘I guess. Shouldn’t have believed in fairy tales I suppose.’
She laughed bitterly,and leaving the messenger totally baffled, added.
‘Maybe I should have stuck to tadpoles.’