Monday morning at 10 AM we get another prompt from Trifecta. You don’t know who Trifecta is? It is a group that provides two prompts each week, on Monday and Friday for your fiction writing pleasure. The Monday prompt is geared to fall between 33 and 333 words and based on a one word prompt. Using the third definition from the Merriam Webster Online Dictionary you will put together a fiction masterpiece. Along with the other nearly 100 writers taking the plunge you will create an exciting story for others to read.
With that said let’s get on to the word for Trifecta Week Ninety.
1: to take or seize eagerly
The line at the coffee shop was long as usual. Not that it mattered, she though. Things were quiet, especially for a Monday morning. With all the parties and shenanigans in the city over a weekend, there was usually always something shaking come Monday morning. It would come she thought, because it always did. She shuffled toward the counter in silence, enjoying the solitude while it lasted.For Detective Sophie Marcus, time alone was a gift, not a curse. A usual day meant hours with her partner, investigating murders. What few hours she had alone was usually spent trying to cram in a few hours of sleep. The past weekend was an anomaly, as she closed her latest case early Friday afternoon and the weekend was hers.
Several sets of eyes in the shop settled on her when her phone blared the Phantom of the Opera ringtone. The clerk grimaced as she stepped up while answering the device. A second clerk slid a cup into her co-worker’s hand with a nod, knowing Sophie’s usual fare. Sophie plunked exactly change on the counter and slid out of the line without another word.
On the phone was her partner, Tom Welling, who was detailing the information he had. Sophie stopped at the door to her car, closing her eyes to listen to Tom. With her eyes closed she tried to grasp what Detective Welling explained to her. A body discovered behind a dumpster on Keller Street meant she was headed back to the job. After a swig of her hot drink she told Welling she would meet him at the scene and settled into her car.
Sophie used to feel conflicted about the smile that found her face when beginning a case. Now it was just a part of the process. Everyone had their place and hers was solving murders. The residents of the city appreciated her skills. That was enough for now.
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