Don't Touch the Soap
Unaware that his mother-in-law was listening, he confronted his wife about the cacophony that woke him at midnight the night before.
“What was it?” Lars said, sitting on the bed.
“Don’t ask questions you really don’t want the answer to,” Cora called from the bathroom.
“Did it work?”
Cora picked up a pink marbled bar. “It’s in the soap.”
Lars smiled. “Shall we do it tonight then?”
“If the insects let us.” Lars looked confused so she continued. “The cicadas have been busy. They‘ll drown out our words.”
“But we can do it?”
“Yes. Tonight’s good.”
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Bursts of orange from the bonfire on the shore disrupted the moonlight on the pond. Two figures danced around the bonfire, chanting in a foreign tongue. The fire rose and fell as they sang. Lars sprinkled the sulfur around the circle. Cora’s hand reached into her pocket and came up empty. A cackle exploded just beyond the circle. The dancing stopped and more figures emerged from behind the bush. A girl slid from Cora’s mother’s grasp; her head flattened from scalping and her blonde hair hanging in bloody curls. Milky eyes shined from her face, and she stumbled towards them. Lars lurched back in horror, emptying the contents of his belly in the process.
“Mother! What…” Cora screamed, shocked at the interruption.
“Quick! Burn it!” Her mother said, tossing the pink bar through the air.
Cora caught it and dropped it in the fire. She leaped back as the girl burst into flames and continued towards them. Inflamed feet touched the sulfur, igniting the ring. Lars and Cora sprang from the circle. Her mother wrapped her arms around them.
“If you’re going to cast a spell to steal someone’s youth, make sure they’re completely dead before you use the ingredients!”
“But I didn’t!” Cora protested. Even as she spoke, a fiery limb grabbed Lars and dragged him into the circle.
“No, but he did.”
For the IndieInk Writing Challenge this week, Fran challenged me with “Unaware that his mother-in-law was listening, he confronted his wife about (fill in the rest of the story). ” and I challenged lisa with “Write a love story in 77 words.”
For this week’s Trifextra, the challenge is to write a response that is between 33 and 333 words long and uses the words cacophony, soap, and insects. Use the words however you wish, but make sure that all three appear in your response. Oh, and they must appear in order.
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