Tuesday is when I tackle some Five Sentence Fiction. Feel free to take Lillie McFerrin’s challenge to write a five sentence story based on a single word prompt. The word does not have to appear in your five sentences, just used for direction. This week’s word is Composure.
It had been a tight, grueling and contentions campaign filled with rancorous finger pointing and negative ads, but she had come out the victor by a narrow margin. She enjoyed a few minutes of solitude in the restroom that she had all to herself—guarded by the mountainous Bryan, the imposing security officer assigned to her—as she took care to pat a few stray hairs into place and refresh her lipstick to ensure that she would be presentable for the waiting crush of supporters and the pictures that would undoubtedly appear on the front page of tomorrow’s newspaper.
“Governor,” said the towering man with dark glasses and an earpiece as she stepped from the ladies’ room. She beamed at Bryan’s use of her new title since it was the first time anyone had spoken it officially. “The back of your dress is tucked into your pantyhose,” he informed her without even the slightest change of expression.
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