Welcome to StoryADayMay! Since it’s also the first day of the month, I also have a new Hot Flash (micro-mini story) on my Hot Flashes page.
Today’s prompt came from a beautiful hand-painted rock bought for me by my friend Lori, who knows how much I love skinks.
This is a not-quite-true story. 🙂
One Is Enough
by Marian Allen
She shook the therapist’s hand, smiling. Smiling, she made an appointment for the following week. Smiling, she went out the door.
She wouldn’t be keep the appointment, of course. One visit was enough. Therapy had nothing to offer her.
Make an effort to look for things that make you happy. Small things. Insignificant things.
What a crock!
She stopped off at the drug store for a bottle of that pain reliever she was allergic to. The time she found out about her allergy by almost dying of anaphylactic shock, she had taken two of them. The doctor had said she had been sensitized to the allergen. Should she go on and take two this afternoon, or would one be enough?
She parked in front of the house. Got out.
Leaves rustled overhead, casting shifting patterns over the grass. Birds twittered and sang, near and far. Something in bloom teased her nose with a delicate, sweet aroma, something like toasted sugar. She could hardly wait to take that pill.
Just before she lifted a foot to the first porch step, a scriggle of movement made her jump back.
A blue-tailed skink, shy little lizard, moving so quickly it seemed to materialize there, posed in a spot of dappled sunlight.
Body dull, tail brilliant blue, skinks had always seemed magical to her. If something deadly grabbed them by that irresistible tail, the tail broke off, the skink escaped, and the tail grew back – less colorful, less attractive to fatality.
They stared at one another for a long, full minute. Then the skink vanished with a last electric flicker.
So she would keep that appointment. One more. Because she saw the doctor’s point. Minute by minute, one by one, one is enough.
A WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: Write about something magical from your childhood.