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Flash Fiction: Yellow House – Romance Writers Weekly

It’s flash fiction week on the Romance Writers Weekly blog hop and I’m loving it! Hope you’ve already visited A.S. Fenichel who posed  this week’s prompt beginning with the opening line:

Nothing more than a yellow house on the edge of town, but her emotions jumbled whenever she drove by.

The small cottage sat across the road from the beach house where Jo Mercer grew up. Always in a bit of disrepair, the buttery stucco one story had been a cheap rental for vacationers in season.

Jo never forgot the day her Dad marched over with her brother and she in tow to help a young woman and her son unload a multitude of belongings from a banana colored station wagon. As a county firefighter, their Dad had always helped everyone without devised intention, but she’d clung to hope he’d eventually be interested in finding her and Bobby a new mother.

The woman had smiled and waved at their approach, her saffron colored scarf fluttering in the spring breeze. The sandy haired boy had just taken a box inside and returned from house as their parents made introductions. His ice blue eyes had narrowed a bit and concerned etched his brows. Instantly, she knew and connected with the pain of being abandoned by parent.

Like Dad, Bobby had never met a stranger and stepped up to the boy. “Hi, I’m Bobby and this is my sister Jo.”

“Ray,” he’d replied, extending a hand to her and then her brother. Such an unlikely gesture for a boy who turned out to be only three years older than she.

“Do you like to surf?” She’d asked hoping have Bobby and she might cultivate a friend longer than the weekly vacationers.

“I’d like to learn.”

Struck by his gentle smile and mesmerizing gaze, her eight year old heart fluttered. For a self-professed tomboy the moment took her by surprise.

“We’ll help you get these boxes inside and then hit high tide.” Bobby had leaned into back of the open station wagon and grabbed a box. She had followed suit and soon they were on boards riding waves for the next ten years.

She’d kept her feeling for him buried deep, becoming his surf buddy but nothing more. He’d move out of the little buttercream cottage after he’d graduated high school and then left for Iraq after she jetted to California on a surfing scholarship.

No other boy or man had ever compared to Ray. They’d stayed in touch, but it’d been five years since she’d laid eyes on him. Returning to her home town with dreams of what might have been or what might could be, she slowed her truck and felt the tug of her heart at the sight of the little yellow cottage.

I created this little short as a backstory to intro my novel, Hot as Blazes which takes place in the seaside town of Nags Head. where there quite a few yellow houses.

Please check out Leslie Hachtel following me on the hop this week. Hope you’ll check out her story for the yellow house.   I love it when we do flash fiction!

 

My Favorite Place: Outer Banks of North Carolina aka OBX

This week’s question for Romance Writers Weekly authors is from A.S. Fenichel.  “Where is your favorite place in the world and why? Share some pictures if you can. Does this place wind up in your books?”

Hope you’ve already visited Jenna Da Sie who is ahead of me on the hop.

Fortunately, my favorite happy place is nearby. Only seventy miles south of home lies the Outer Banks, affectionately known as OBX.  The beautiful and serene string of barrier islands, begins at the southeastern coast of Virginia and and continues along North Carolina. The two hundred miles of islands are linked to multiple Sounds that receive water from the Atlantic.  The Outer Banks has been my vacation spot and weekend getaway since I was a teen.  Although the various small towns have boomed over the last four decades, hosting millions  of visitors a year, the Outer Banks will always be my favorite place in the world as well as my home away from home. With a small lottery win, I’d make it my retirement home!

I based my novel, Hot as Blazes, in the town of Nags Head, where we stay during summer vacation. I love the rangy dunes on the less commercial beaches of the area. From your quiet beach house getaway you can drive five minutes up the road and have a choice of a smorgasbord of restaurants and shopping experiences.

Over the years, we’ve stayed on the same street as have many other families who have become our beach family. The kids have grown up together and I wouldn’t be surprised if the tradition continues when they have families of their own.

My love of the Outer Banks, it has become part of my author brand, prompting my Seaside Heat Romance series. Hope you’ll check out Leslie Hachtel’s  favorite place. Here’s some pics of my favorite place, OBX.