Morning all and welcome to July. I always find it funny when a month starts on a Tuesday. Somehow the weeks seems shorter by a day. I know it is my brain associating the fist with the start of the week but I suspect at the end of the week I will still feel like I am missing a day somewhere. For now though, let’s kick off the first prompt of July. Timers set and off we go.
Not quite where I was planning to go. I seem to have murder and mayhem on the mind lately.
Tuesday, July 1st: The shore was rocky.
The shore was rocky. Elliot surveyed the water as it crashed into the rocks below. He waited until the waves pulled the water back to look and see if there was any stretch of sandy beach below. If there was then perhaps when the tides turned later in the day he might be able to scamper down and use the area as a beach.
The waves pulled the water back revealing only more rocks. Those submerged at the edge had a more rounded look to them than those of the shore. The water rubbing off the sharp points with it’s constant motion but it was scant consolation. He would have to scramble over sharp and pointed rocks to get to the beach and there find only more rocks to stand on.
It wasn’t his idea of a good beach trip. He leaned against the rocky outcropping. His flip flopped feet planted between two rocks on the relatively flat ground beneath. The stone he leaned on was large enough to be called a boulder and he could at least lean back on it’s flat surface even if it arched his back slightly.
The stone was warm and he could feel it radiating heat through his t-shirt and shorts. He made certain to keep his bade skin off the rock as contact without the separation of cloth was a little too intense for him. He thought about laying his towel out across the rock and lying back for a while. It hung limply from his hand, dragging across the tops of the smaller stones on this rocky shore.
He thought about it but for the moment was too comfortable to move. As it was his first comfortable moment since arriving he didn’t want to risk disturbing it. He knew the others were hiding something from him, but he didn’t think it was the actual beach. He was told it was an island adventure. There would be sand and surf and they would be the only ones on the island.
There was surf, and they were the only ones on the island however he hadn’t managed to find the sand. He was told he could flop out on the beach as much as he wanted. There was no beath to flop out on. Yet somehow he didn’t think the landscape was the secret the others were keeping from him. He justified not prying thinking he could spend his time on the beach letting them do whatever secretive activity they planned.
‘But no beach,’ he thought.
He heard footsteps and figured his peace would soon be interrupted. He stayed still wanting to preserve this moment for as long as he could. The footsteps stopped.
“Is everything ready for tonight,” he heard Colin ask. He frowned and opened his eyes. He was still facing the sea and realized Colin couldn’t see him because of his position on the boulder.
“It is,” Jeffrey said. “You think it will work?”
“We have all the elements,” Colin said.
“But it isn’t like…” Jeffrey began.
“Just make sure everyone drinks their drink at dinner and everything will go as planned.”
There was another set of footsteps he heard approaching.
“What are you two doing out here,” Lizzette’s voice called out.
“Just looking at the view and stretching the legs,” Colin replied.
“Well hurry up,” Lizzette replied. Calvin’s about to put on the movie and you know how he hate’s waiting.”
“At least he is waiting for us,” Jeffrey said.
“Not for long,” Lizzette said. “Have you seen Elliot?”
“No,” Colin said. “Has he gone off on one of his sulks?”
“Probably,” Lizzette said. “There is no way Calvin is going to wait for him though.”
Elliot heard footsteps retreating. He stayed in place as they faded away, listening to the voices fade. ‘If I wanted to watch a movie I would have stayed home,’; he thought. He closed his eyes and soaked up the sun’s warmth and wondered what was in the drinks.
Ten til Midnight 