Prompt words: “She had thought it a game.” – Madeline Hunter’s A Devil of a Duke.
(250 words by online counter)
Thad and Rayelle both laid claim to being “quirky”…as though, not finding their niche elsewhere, together they could be okay. Also, they were rabid (“Cujo”) Stephen King fans—each owned the complete library of books, and Thad had most of the DVD’s.
Their romance, if you could call it that, was young—less than a year, and somewhat sophomoric. They worked low-paying jobs…not because they lacked intelligence or marketable skills; they simply had low aspirations, and were waiting for Life to point them in a productive direction. When not working, they drove to the beach or hills, ate pizza, take-out Chinese, and talked—a fast flowing river of thoughts exchanged, because each had finally found someone interested in listening.
Driving by what appeared to be a warehouse of sorts, they discussed favorite King books. Shyly, Rayelle named “Gerald’s Game” as the one she liked best currently. It was about a long-married couple; not a very happy couple: the husband enjoyed dominating his wife and she tolerated his “games”.
Thad nodded. It wasn’t his favorite, but he was intrigued that she liked it. He asked if she’d ever want to try the game…which involved handcuffs.
Rayelle said, “maybe”. That’s how she happened to get locked in the warehouse, the next afternoon. It wasn’t romantic or fun…and got scary when Thad left and she heard the big door slam and lock…and his truck squeal speedily away.
She had thought it a game…but it went beyond quirky. Rescued by a stranger, she never saw Thad again.
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