Today's exercise is again focused on starting things in medias res, but this time they have given me the task of starting a story from a given line. The line they gave me was "Where were you last night?" They also said that I should get friends to give me lines to start, so I am going to put it on facebook, and do a couple more stories tomorrow from the ones my friends give me. Here is what I came up with:
"Where were you last night, Kaitlyn?" Mary asked her daughter while scrubbing a particularly tough lasagna pan from the night before. She eyed Kaitlyn, whose face was slouched so close to her cereal she thought the girl might be scanning the bowl for words in her Alphabits, like she did when she was four. "I called Jessie's mom, but she said you girls didn't come over to her house last night."
Kaitlyn's head shot up from her bowl to search her mother's face for a hint of what she could possibly know. After concluding it was a safe question, she answered, "Did I tell you Jessie's? We went to Jessica's. I must have accidentally messed up the names."
"No, I must have heard it wrong. Jessie and Jessica, it's an easy mix-up." Mary said with a gruff laugh as she scrubbed harder at a particularly tough patch of crusted parmesan.
Kaitlyn contrived a short giggle, "Yeah, what did you think we were doing? Drinking down by the park and having sex under the bridge like the other kids at my school?" Because you'd be right. Kaitlyn had never lied to her mother, but she knew this was a night it was better to just keep to herself.
"Of course not! I know you girls better than that. You've got good heads on your shoulders and your futures to think abou-" That's when Mary looked up from her non-stick baking dish and saw the bruise the size of a half dollar on her daughters neck.
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