We’re continuing on the Rock star story and this may be the last week of it as I am close to finishing it. It still has no title. This week’s prompt is ghostly. Kind of a cool prompt for Halloween week, right?
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Paul looked around the room to see who was there. The one person he wanted to see was nowhere to be found. His gut clenched. Had she left in the night? Would she do such a thing knowing Craig was out there somewhere looking for her? “Where’s Kat?”
“Oh, she popped round to the shops. She said she needed something from the druggist.”
Fear grabbed onto Paul’s heart and wouldn’t let up. “Did she go alone?”
“No. I think a couple of the guys walked down with her. It’s just round the corner. Don’t fret, mate. She’ll be back right as rain, you’ll see.”
Paul was ready to head to the pharmacy himself to find her and had just slipped on his loafers to do so when Kat walked in the room with two of his crew. She had a ghostly sheen to her face. Unnaturally pale, she sat at the table and pulled what appeared to be three tabloid papers out of the plastic bag from the store.
“What’s that, love?” Paul asked as he joined her at the table. He stood behind her and read over her shoulder. Uh-oh. This was not good. All three of the magazines had his picture on the front holding the hand of a woman who was definitely Kat. Well, she was clearly identifiable as Kat to anyone who knew her. The headlines all screamed about Paul Baker’s mystery new lady but if Craig saw any of these, he’d recognize his former wife in an instant.
“I knew this was going to happen.” Kat looked up at Paul. “Now everyone knows where I am. I can’t hide with you any more.”
“Sure you can. We hire extra security for these last two shows. It can be handled.”
“I need to go home, Paul. If I’m home, he’ll come for me in a place I know how to defend. Being out here with you is only delaying the inevitable.”
“No. It’s not. We’re buying time for the authorities to grab him.” He placed his hand on her shoulder. “Stay. It’s only a few more days and then we’ll go back together.”
“Can’t you see I need to take control of my own life?” Her voice was almost a wail.
Jillian Chantal 
I’m interested to see what she decides on, both makes sense, going home or staying. getting really into this story! … and nicely done on the prompt 🙂
By: Iris B on October 28, 2014
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Thanks Iris. I’m glad you’re liking it.
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By: Author on October 28, 2014
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I love the image of the ghostly sheen! Looking forward to seeing this one published.
By: Flossie Benton Rogers on October 28, 2014
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Thanks Flossie. I am finished with it now and am polishing.
By: Author on October 28, 2014
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Great use of the prompt. It fits naturally into this well written scene.
By: trishafaye on October 28, 2014
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Thanks so much, Trisha. Your comment means a lot to me.
By: Author on October 28, 2014
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Great way to use the prompt. I’m curious as to what she does next.
By: Vicki Locey on October 28, 2014
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thanks Vicki!
By: Author on October 28, 2014
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Wow! The tension ramps up. Great conflict here. Great story!
By: jeanjoachim on October 30, 2014
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Thanks Jean. Great compliment. 🙂
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By: Author on October 30, 2014
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Ghostly sheen describes her pallor perfectly. I also understand her need to ground in a familiar spot.
By: Morgan K Wyatt on November 3, 2014
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Thanks Morgan. I get that grounding thing too. Lol
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By: Author on November 3, 2014
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Not kind!! To leave us hanging like that. I agree there are merits for both plans. I wonder whether Paul will manage to persuade her.
By: Sherry Gloag on November 7, 2014
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Sorry Sherry. Leaving readers hanging is what we do, right? Lol
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By: Author on November 8, 2014
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