Their shoes clicked along the linoleum as they made their way through the throngs of people. The storm clouds had cancelled any plans for outdoor activities so Charlotte and Katie found their natural habitat infiltrated by mobs of restless families, obnoxious teenagers and harried mothers steering their double strollers while chatting on their cell phones.
As they passed windows featuring richly textured bags and staged displays of impossibly high heels, Katie reached for the hot pretzel Charlotte was holding. Breaking off a piece, she dipped it in the mustard and popped it into her mouth
“Hmm, it’s shooo good.” She said around the doughy mess in her mouth, talking above the din as they passed the food court and tried to avoid the store that gave them an instant headache with its pounding club music and overpowering cologne that always seemed to seep into the bustling hallway.
“Close your mouth when you’re eating.” Charlotte shock back, winking at her best friend.
“Sworry.” Katie smiled and grabbed another piece of the snack.
“So, how’s Nick?” she asked.
“Good.” Charlotte answered the pink rising from her chest to her fair cheeks.
“Just good?” Katie teased.
“Yes.” Charlotte said, her eyes hiding nothing from her friend, “for now it’s just really good.”
Katie rolled her eyes and bumped the shoulder of her friend.
Recovering Charlotte shot back, “And Lance? How is he?”
Katie blushed and dropped her eyes, “I’m wild about him. I simply can’t stay away from that man.”
“Why doesn’t that sound like a good thing?”
Katie shouted over a mob of tweens headed into Game Stop, “Because I’m married with a decent husband and a beautiful little son, I shouldn’t be acting like this.”
“Do you love him?”
Katie nodded, tears welling up in her eyes.
“So what are you going to do?” Charlotte asked, stopping to smell a candle outside Bath and Body Works.
Katie sighed and massaged some lotion from the table into her hands, “Honestly Char? I don’t fucking know.”
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WRITE ON EDGE PROMPT
The prompt for this week is to use setting to deepen the development of your story. You can use it to give insight into a character or a conflict or simply to evoke an emotional mood from your reader.
If you choose memoir this week, take us to a location that holds particular meaning for either a particular event or for your life as a whole.
a (1) : not subject to restraint or regulation : uncontrolled; also : unruly (2) : emotionally overcome <wild with grief>; also : passionately eager or enthusiastic <was wild to own a toy train — J. C. Furnas>
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