The Blogging from A to Z April Challenge was first held in 2010. The challenge is that we have to post every day of April, except on the four Sundays. April 1st is a theme with letter A, 2nd with letter B and so on till April 30th which will be Z themed. This year, I’m planning to do short pieces of fiction (not a series), or a poem based on a word with that letter.
They called her Neuf…. new, unused, and fresh; though she wasn’t any of that now. That had been her name when she first came there. Brown eyes, jet black hair that flowed to just above her hips and the attributes… yes, for the business, the attributes certainly mattered. And that she had no relatives to turn to. Yes, that certainly mattered a lot. It wouldn’t be good for business if someone came looking.
She would sit at the bar, order a Bloody Mary or a Cuba Libre and wait for her client. She would talk with him for a while, maybe dance to one of the tunes from the jukebox, and then go with him to his room. Sometimes, if the hotel was the same, she’d tell him to take her to another one, and check in as a couple on an overnight stay. Not that she was afraid of the policemen. Some of them knew her well enough. And she never disappointed.
Pierre returned to her every time. Though her manager was known to him, and offered him other girls for the same rate, Pierre always asked for Neuf. Other girls had no mystery, but Neuf… she was an enigma for sure. Other girls had been good in bed. They pleasured him, even pretending the expressions so he felt he had pleasured them too. They would leave immediately after the hour, collecting their fee and sometimes, if he was too tired or asleep, even taking something extra from his wallet. But Neuf, she was good with her hands. She stayed a little while longer if needed. She’d talk a little while she worked and never pretend with him. They’d go only to his house, which was away from the city. If anyone asked, he’d say she was his girlfriend.
He hadn’t seen Neuf for a while now. It had been a month but she looked as happy to seem has he had been. When he walked in, she was at the bar, looking ravishing in a simple black sleeveless dress. He knew that was all there was. Her manager demanded that. It was good for business after all. He sat with her at the bar. She ordered mineral water, saying “I’ve already had a drink earlier” to his unasked question. They talked. He told her of his work in Paris, and she the story of her recent bruise. It was still fairly new, the bluish color quite predominant on her upper right arm. “No, nothing serious” she said, again unasked when he looked at her.
He took her home after. He pulled down the shades. And she talked more while they worked. He stood and admired her hands. Small like her, svelte and elegant, she smiled when he saw him looking. She pulled the dress over her head and sat down.
“You must really be making a lot of money,” she asked him.
He nodded.
“What was it like, Paris?”
“A revelation… and people really liked the work. But they keep asking for the face,” he said.
She smiled again.
“What about your work? What are you doing next?” he asked her.
“I’m thinking of leaving, but it depends on you,” she replied.
He smiled, but persisted in his question.
“That’s only the first question. You didn’t answer the second,” he told her.
She reached behind the couch for them, and then took up her position.
She started to work, as he stood at the easel and canvas.
“A pair of booties,” she told him, as her fingers continued to work the knitting needles efficiently while he painted her in the nude for the last time.
He smiled. She wasn’t going back to her world. She was… they were… his world now.
To write 26 days in a month on a theme, a moral support is quite useful I feel. This year, I’m taking the challenge along with my friend Bhavya. We’re writing on the same themes each day, and giving each other the themes on alternate days. Day 12, the word chosen by me was NEEDLE.
(16th April 2014)
The way your descriptions take you to a place, a scene….I could picture the guy painting and Neuf knitting. A great story as always 😀
Glad you found it descriptive, Jaibala 🙂 Thanks.
This is an engaging and beautifully written story. I loved it!
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Thank you L.G. Keltner! I’m glad you liked the story. 🙂
good choice for N. Delightful short story
Thank you, Moonie. 🙂
Interesting, didn’t see that ending coming 🙂
Yeah. In a way, neither did I, Jayaram 😛
What a description, Leo !! A scintillating piece of fiction, well knitted !! Quite unusual for your normal genre, and all the more appeasing !! 🙂
Yeah. A little unusual, but I am glad it worked, Sree 🙂 Thanks.
Well written. Good story.
Thanks, Prathima.
Wow. As usual..stunning!
Thanks, Ghata.
Hello Leo.
I don’t know if you remember me, but let me remind you, I used to blog by the pen name pinkzz. Yes its been years. But now I’m back with my original identity. Glad I could find you. 🙂
Hoping to hear from you soon. 🙂
Take care 🙂
Yeah Shriya, I remember you 🙂 Good to see you back in blogsville.
Quite an imagery . A pair of booties and a canvas paint vaah ! 🙂
Thanks, Afshan!
I liked your narration, description and the names. I have a hard time giving names to characters…
Glad you liked my story, the narration and names as well. 🙂 Thank you, Archana.
and is the blue box and orange box, a type of block quote by the theme?? if its something else, how do you embed it?
I add the style to the paragraph tag, the color codes and the border width etc. Not embedded. I add it manually.
you mean you added your own css to create this style for particular paragraphs?
Right. I added the style tag to each of those paragraphs.
Thats nice..To have a personal touch..
Kind of 🙂 I just use it to differentiate the footnote from the story or poem, Archana.
Yeah, thats what.. I liked that idea of footnotes in different format..
🙂
You kept me hooked up until the end. 🙂
That’s good 🙂 Thank you, Dagny.
I try to read your stories as they are too good & so very different !
Thanks, Vasudha 🙂
Master story teller, I bow down to thee!! This was amazing… I have no words really!! Wow! 🙂
Glad you liked it and felt it was good, Aditi 🙂 Thanks!
Interesting story….. Very well written Vinay 🙂
Thanks, Preethi 🙂
I can see her clearly! And the ending was simply heart-tugging!!
yes.. I could see them both – she knitting and him painting.. the scene is a serene one. filled with hope 🙂
Thank you, Pixie 🙂