This is a scene I wrote during the NaNoWritMo challenge during November 2015. Writers strive to write 50,000 words in 30 days-but I did it in 22. Below is something that I find to be very good, and doesn’t ‘give away’ all of Claire Fischer’s secrets. I’m still working on ‘The Bakery Assistant’ but I’ll finish it in 2016. Until then I plan on posting tidbits so you can get a fell for my newest character. I hope that you enjoy it as much as I’ve enjoyed writing it.
There was something truly American about watching the fireworks celebrating our Nations birth while lounging on a picnic blanket under The Washington Monument. The irony wasn’t lost on me that my father would love this newfound country pride that had encroached around me after he died. My mother always found the nuanced traditions of the country overstated, she would have preferred to tour The National Zoo, or take a stroll around The National Botanical Garden.
If they were still able to take me to Baltimore I would have demanded to go to The Aquarium. My mother always told me that I must have been a mermaid in a past life considering my obsession with the entire universe under the waves. I’d never gone scuba diving because my father was claustrophobic, and submerging his entire body in water was not his idea of a good time. Although I could stand up right now, leave Aaron and our friends behind to travel to Bora Bora and live out my dreams of living under the sea.
Instead I gazed into my boyfriend’s ocean blue eyes.
“You know it’s not polite to stare,” Aaron said.
“You’re the one who’s staring,” I giggled and threw a handful of purple grapes at him.
Aaron chuckled in the late afternoon sunlight. Even in the heat he wore his beanie, and black jeans. Although he wore a plain white t-shirt that stuck to his abs when he leaned back and lay on army green picnic blanket and looked up at me.
He closed his sketchbook and put it under his head like a pillow, tossed the grapes in the air and caught them in his mouth, then threw me an overstuffed smirk before he crushed their tender skin with his teeth.