It’s been a while since I did a Take Seven compilation, and as we are here on the 10th of January in a New Year, I have already given you 30 words to play with for the Three Things Challenge.
Award, bunnies, canary, candle, cloud, crust, dart, drip, flat, for, fore, four, kerb, month, nerve, nut, paste, saying, sheepish, shotgun, slipper, sniff, speed, spit, split, spoilt, sugar, television, unrest, wind.
Had it only been a month since that chance meeting?
She’d fallen off the kerb into the arms of a stranger, lust going off like a shotgun in her head at his dazzling smile and rippling biceps. He’d picked her up saying he’d like her to audition for a part in his forthcoming play.
She thought he was some kind of nut and shouldn’t trust him as far as she could spit until he showed her his credentials. Rubbing her forehead, her face split in two as she grinned at him sheepishly.
After that, everything happened at light speed. To get to the evening rehearsals, she had to walk four blocks, darting in and out of busy traffic.
Had her bosses got wind of it, they would have been dripping with sugary sarcasm, turning their noses up and sniffing in disbelief rather than encouragement. No, any chance of her bettering herself would soon lead to unrest and so every morning she pasted a smile on her face and set to work on the factory production line.
Of course she’d known she couldn’t hold a candle to the experts and professionals, but she’d held her nerve and not spoilt her performance. It was only a small role, but maybe one to earn her a decent crust and get her out of her grotty flat, especially as the play had been well received and she’d been asked to consider another role.
‘And the Television Award for best newcomer goes to………………..’
‘Shirley! Get your head out of the clouds and stop daydreaming!’
She awoke with a start, staring down at her canary slippers and realised she was still in her favourite jammies with the bunnies on the front.
Dammit. She was going to be late again.