The next excerpt from Sunrise and a point for me on Ruby Slippered Sisterhood #amwriting #flashfiction

This week's snippet is a continuation of the revision of my flash fiction romance - Sunrise. J'dol has been ripped from his time and tossed into Sian's time - which is present time. He is injured and when Sian tries to help, he yells, "Your one of them." and races from her cottage.

Here are the links to the earlier chapters



Link to Chapter 1

Link to Chapter 2

Link to Chapter 3

Link to Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Sian turned to face J'dol. "I'm one of them what?" The fierce glare in his eyes threatened danger. She stepped back.Without another word, J'dol bolted from the cottage. Sian tried to follow, but he slipped into the forest and vanished among the trees."You're hurt, you know. You could get sick." She pressed her fingers to her forehead and rubbed small circles. What the hell am I doing? I'm yelling at a…I don't know what I'm yelling at.Sian wandered back to the deck. She plopped onto a deck chair, flipped open her laptop and typed…1. Man falls onto my dock. How does he fall? No low flying airplane. No tree to fall out of.Weird. Like he appeared out of thin air.2. He's injured. Unsettled. And dressed in old clothes.Looks like he should be living when there were knights and stuff.3. He said they destroyed his village.Who lives in a village????4. Man is gorgeous. JAppears out of nowhere. Dressed in old time clothes. Needs to protect his village. Crazy person. Or…  A thought exploded in Sian's brain. No f'in' way!She grabbed her cellphone. Scrolling through her contacts, she pressed Kiry - yoga. The phone rang."Hi, Sian. What's up?""Need to chat with the sanest person I know. Dinner? Thai?""Sounds great! Haven't had Thai in forever. Just got home from the studio. Need to shower. Meet you…say six?""See you then." Sian rang off. She stood on the deck and gazed about the nearby forest and lake looking for any sign of J'dol. The other four cottages on the lake were eerily quiet. Those families hadn't yet arrived to spend the summer months.If only they would stay away and let me be alone. Sian snorted and turned back to the cottage. And as mom would say, if wishes were fishes. A pang of hurt gripped her heart at the thought of her mother. She missed her. Three years was a long time.A hostess seated Sian and Kiry at their table on the outdoor patio of Thum's Thai. The waiter took their drink and food orders then disappeared into the back.Sian glanced at her svelte friend. "So, how did classes go today? Are the tourists starting to take drop in classes?""Five ladies today. This drop in idea is perfect. After class, one woman, Mrs. Markenson I think, said she was going to tell everyone at the hotel about me. If this keeps up for the summer, I can…" Kiry talked about her hopes and plans for her yoga studio, only pausing when the waiter delivered their Thai iced teas.Sipping the creamy sweetness, Sian waited until Kiry exhausted all of her chatter. "My turn and I'm about to tell you the craziest tale you've ever heard."She paused as the waiter placed their orders of Pad Thai on the table."Mmm." Kiry inhaled the fragrance of her dinner. "Smells yummy."Between mouthfuls, Sian shared the sudden appearance of J'dol and then his unexpected bolting from her cabin.Holding a forkful of noodles, Kiry frowned. "Well, what could've frightened him off?""I have no idea. He walked into my living room. Got angry or scared and left." Sian shrugged. "It's the cottage. There's nothing there. A couch, a couple of chairs, a table. The carpet. The TV.""Is the cool painting you did at university still up on the wall? The tall green lady."Sian nodded and swallowed her mouthful."I love that painting. You ever want to sell it." Kiry waggled her eyebrows and pointed at herself.Having finished her supper, Sian wiped her mouth and placed the napkin onto the table. "Well, now I'm up to the crazy part. And this just hit me. It's because of his clothes."Kiry raised an eyebrow."Well, he isn't dressed in regular clothes. You know, blue jeans and a Tee. Uh…" Sian paused as the waiter returned to the table. "I'd like a mango sorbet for dessert. Kiry?""Sounds great. I'll have one, too." Kiry watched the waiter depart. "So how was he dressed?""Like the old days. Like Ye Olde England with an e on the end."Kiry opened her mouth to speak, but paused. "No, that won't work. The medieval festival isn't for a couple of weeks. So he's not just a lost actor."Sian pointed at Kiry. "I'd thought of that. But that's exactly what he's dressed like. He's been injured. He looks like he was in a battle. Who the hell is in a battle?"The waiter placed their desserts in front of them. Kiry stared at it for a moment then lifted her gaze to Sian. "You're not trying to tell me you think he…because that's just frickin' impossible."Sian nodded. "He's a time traveller."



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