Why am I writing at 3:00 a.m.? Because my boy has some friends over, and though I went to bed hours ago, they are still going strong. Somehow sleep eludes me. Weird, eh?
So, I checked my email and what do I see there? What Pegman Saw! Might as well be one of the early-birds! Thank you to Karen and Josh for hosting this great writing challenge.
This week Pegman takes us to Abaco, Bahamas. You won’t find much in the way of streetview out in this neck of the Bahamas. Mainly because you won’t find much in the way of streets. You can use the photo provided, or dangle Pegman over the map to find your own slice of paradise.
Your mission is to write 150 words inspired by what you find. Will you treat us to comedy? Tragedy? Sci Fi Slipstream Historical Fiction? Your only limit is your imagination. And of course the previously mentioned 150 words. Once you’ve polished your story-poem-essay, share it with other Pegman contributors using the link up below.
Colour Me Green
So, you go away for two weeks every year?
Yeah. It’s like a timeshare. I’m never sure where I’m going until a month or so before I leave.
So, you’ve known since we’re together that you’re going, though.
Well yeah. Like I said, I go every year. Found out it was the Bahamas a little over a month ago.
I see. And, you couldn’t tell me when things got serious between us that you would be going on vacation. You chose to tell me two weeks before you leave.
I’m telling you now. What’s the big deal?
Maybe I would have liked to have known about it. To go with you.
You can’t. You’re not on my invitee list. I’m going to ask them if I can add you for next time. Why you are so upset?
Maybe it’s just envy. Surely can’t be any other reason to be upset.
Why are you writing at 3am?
‘Coz a gathering of young adults was taking place and they were noisy!
Aww….
But, I was invited to play a game with them. Which I did. Till 1:30 am 😉
Poker?
Worse. Bus driver … a drinking game I’m not young enough to enjoy!
OMG
LOL
The hurt is understated but so well captured by the dialogue. And the vacationer’s secrecy makes me a little suspicious, but maybe I’ve been reading too many mysteries. Wonderfully done.
Great to see you early! I hope you got some sleep when your house guests settled down. Sleepovers are not for sleeping!
Thanks, Karen… does make one wonder.
After writing this, it didn’t take long and I was deep into snooze-land!
Ouch!!
Yes!
To the story line……..Negative degrees of separation. A knee jerk reaction for anyone. Unless insecurity dictates fusion at the hips. If it doesn’t smell like dead fish, its probably safe.
Exactly. New relationship, still in the getting to know each other stages. Learning the other’s lingo. Doesn’t smell fishy…
Since no gender’s given, I’ll assume the Leaver’s female and the Stayer’s male. Likely she didn’t tell him before because she expected this reaction. Easy to put off sharing bad news — but then it has a harder impact than it might have had.
Your story made me smile because I can see DH & me in this. The Stayer might be the “have to know” type, like my DH. Anything that in the least bit affects his life he has to be told ahead of time. His mind takes it in and processes it, but he hates having stuff sprung on him. I’m forgetful and fuzzy. “Didn’t I tell you? I thought I had.”
The Stayer could be the insecure or suspicious type. “What might you be doing over there when I’m not around to see?” At any rate, you’ve written a great set-up. Will their relationship survive? Will they develop better communications skills? or will this be THE END? Stay tuned for… There WILL be a next episode, right, Dale? 😉
Ah. It could be and I left the “he said/she said” out purposely.
It is a new relationship so it’s normal that there are growing pains, so to speak. Learn each other’s lingo.
I love how you’ve built this up into a soap opera requiring another episode! 😀
It might just happen. We’ll see…
That is what is known as a deal-breaker. What else is he keeping to himself? Great dialogue here. We’ll think of you when we’re there next week 😉
It is indeed! And it does make one pose the question. Glad you liked.
Have a bahama-mama for me! 😀
There’s a lot more going on here that I’d like to know about. I was sleeping like a baby at 3 a.m.
I wish I was too!
And yes, there may be more that meets the eye.
Fortunately my “kids sleep over” days are long gone.
Oh… no one slept over. Well, one almost did but then the other two kicked his butt up for them to go for a walk and, shall we say, shake the cobwebs out? 🙂
Oops, sounds like a rocky beginning, sounds like my boyfriend in high school! Nicely told through dialogue.
Thank you, Alicia. Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus… we don’t always speak the same lingo…
If I tried to travel anywhere without Shey…I’d be in serious trouble. She’s a “share-er” and she expects everone else to be too. I can see how this might be a major stiking point for them.
I think the biggest issue is the not sharing. It is a new relationship. It’s ok if it was already booked. Just a little heads up would have gone a long way.
Which sex was which, as far as the guilty party.? Understandably the other party’s hurt because things are now serious. The casual , couldn’t~care~less nature of putting a serious romantic interest on an invitee list is, as far as I know, more than somewhat tacky.
We’ll leave the which one is which to the reader.
And yes. But if that’s how the system works… who knows?
That’s true.
That much suspicion/envy so early in a relationship? Personally that would push me away very quickly. I’d tell him to lump it, and if he moaned it would be ‘On your bike, son!’
I hope you give us another episode. You’ve set it up so well.
I think it’s the early stages growing pains of a new relationship… But still, it does disturb a tad…
I just might! We shall see!
Dear Dale,
Okay, so mayhaps I have a bit of inside on this dialogue. 😉 I’m not sure why some ‘folks’ don’t feel the need to communicate. What’s the big deal, indeed? SMH. Love the way you presented this and am glad you were able to go back to the Land of Nod.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Dear Rochelle,
You do indeed😉
I dunno, quite “frankly”, I am thinking men really are from Mars…
So very glad you enjoyed my little exchange!
Lotsa love,
Dale
I did enjoy it, but it still left me wanting to smack a little sense into him. My experience with (certain) me tells me it would be an exercise in futility.
Shalom and hugs,
Rochelle
There is that…
Brava, Bravo . . and I shall leave the -isimo for the what in the hell was he thinking?
Truth IS stranger than fiction after all . . .
Ain’t it though?
Truth.
sooooo good – like the play on green
but moreso like how you grabbed the demands people place without the right to do so….
Why thank you, Yvette! So very glad you liked it!
🙂
Nice story.
But, I don’t like him….
Click Here to see what Mrs. Dash Says
Oh. He’s probably not so bad. Just has to learn how to share….
A heartfelt tale at the wolfing hour. Well written, Dale. The emotion feels real in here, the suspicion, the guilt, the simmering anger. I, like Penny, would like to read more. Perhaps another game of Bus Driver first?!
Ahhhh… yeah… I did survive my first run at the game. Maybe I’ll try my “hand” again!!! As for the next part… maybe!
Yey! That’s as good as a yes.
Ha ha!! Hmmm…
😉😇
LOL … Mom the party animal with the boys! Meanwhile, something steamy was my first thoughts when I looked at that picture. … Otherwise, envy does have a way of getting in the way of life.
LOL. Yep. The cool mom, on occasion…
Wish it were something steamy. It does, my friend. It really does.
You know I like to share my first thoughts when I see an imagine …. and I haven’t forgotten that I have to do that for you on some future stories.
Oh?
Oh … you don’t recall a conversation several weeks ago … before my blog break … I would see the image, give you my first thought, then you would write the story. But I can let you off the hook if you want.
YES! Sorry. Small brain fart… no way! On Wednesday, I send you da pic!
Or the link to the pic.
Same diff 😁
So how ya been?
Hmmm! This is a very interesting introspective. Well done!
Thanks!
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What a nice fellow… (I’m pretty sure, due to lack of empathy, it’s a bloke who’s leaving!).
All quite mysterious, though…
It most probably is.
As to mysterious…
Oh dear. I read in one of your other posts that this is based on fact, right? And why would you be upset? When he’s off sunning himself and you’re knee deep in snow? Next year, my dear, next year. Sounds like a great holiday set up though – rather fancy that myself 🙂
It is. Why indeed? This year, my dear, this year – think grapes fermented and fields of gold, ancient buildings and olive oil!
Though both would have been nice 🙄
Ooh, sounds lovely. Any room in your suitcase for one more? 🙂
Absolutely!
Haha! I might just take you over the weight limit, I fear … 🙂
Now, now… don’t go there!
🙂
sorry sweetheart, I feel uneasy about this; it’s not just a story, is it?! OK, the hols might have been booked before, but….. hmmm – careful, love, or you might get hurt
Thank you my new friend. I shall keep my guard up just a bit more. .
Great story. Excellent dialogue.
Thank you, Lisa
Good story, fine tuned dialogue, you get the discomfort angle so perfectly. Think their relationship is doomed !
I think it does not bode well at all.
Thank you!