Pondering
Sad about Ficly, but excited that my peers are taking up this huge task of replacement site!
Felicity paced in the sand slowly, eyeing the tide wash up and run away. Bones of small animals seeped up through the sand, separating her toes.
"What to do, what to do..."
Her sisters, triplets, all fit in to the family like pegs in a board. Veronica, Venus and Valerie perfectly took to the "family business." Felicity was naturally a disappointment in everything she did. She was bright as a bulb, but socially was quite inept. The youngest of the girls, she would long for attention as a child, crying when her sisters coldly shut her out because she did not possess the same talents as they.
Felicity, sing-songy, repeated, "What to do, what to do..."
The reopening of the shop was today. There was going to be this grand ole party and if she didn't go, there would be hell to pay. Her sisters would be furious with her and her mother would shake her head in that disappointed way. Not that she ever expected more from Felicity.
She skipped a rock and watched it plop down into the foaming sea.
"I guess I'll go."
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Comments (4 so far!)
ethelthefrog
Lovely scene setting. The sea is a ponderous backdrop to her thoughts and sits gently behind this description.
I get the feeling that this child is going to dominate the family's story, even though they can't see it just now.
Nicely done.
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Escapist
A poignant scene. It feels very simple in the best possible way- a kind of simple that's effortless and evokes clarity, you know? Well done!
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ElshaHawk LoA
Still so many questions.. what shop, what does Felicity want to do, how perfect are her sisters really?
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HSAR
A nice, quiet moment. You don't mention the sea after the first sentence, but I could feel it in the flow of the piece.