Saturday, July 13, 2013

Prompt: Intruders in Paradise

Thanks to Sean at for the great image!

Morning. Milla had already enjoyed breakfast—homemade yogurt and blueberries from her garden—and was finishing her yoga. She rose from savasana and stood in front of the window to offer Namaste to her island home. The view from this top floor window as one of her favorites, looking out onto the beach and the crystal clear water and across the shallow bay to the rocks that shielded her from the worst of the ocean’s power. Every window had its own special view, but this was what Milla saw in her mind’s eye when she thought “Home.”

The sky was brilliant blue, with only a few scattered white clouds. No storms in sight on the horizon. It might be a day for rounding up the half dozen horses that roamed the island. She always enjoyed their company and the soothing labor of grooming them. She could ride and lead them around the island to stock up on fruits and vegetables ready to be harvested.

Idly thinking about her plans, Mills glanced down at the shore and flinched away from the window. There were two kayaks dragged onto the sand. She crept to the side and peered out. No sign of people. Damn. She dropped her towel and picked up her pistol by the door, then moved down the hall on silent, bare feet.

Continued in part 2...

Dogs in house

Houdini, Brindle


Yo-Yo Ma, Cello Suites (yes, again)

Time writing:

15 minutes

July word count:



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