R.J. Sullivan penned a new, original story on a dare. After Eric Garrison posted an image of one of his Rebecca Burton Mermaid coffee mugs and challenged R.J. to create a story for it, R.J. penned the following on his blog site last month. He's sharing it here.
Special Investigations Agent Rebecca Burton is featured in RJ's SSP releases Haunting Obsession and Virtual Blue. Rebecca and Sparkle are both featured in the SSP Single Backstage Pass.
The café catered to college students attending Butler University.
Though Rebecca was several years older, she loved the energy. The
youthful creativity released itself into the room, auras that
rejuvenated her without hampering or tampering with the energy of the
people around her.
This was why she scheduled most of her more problematic appointments here. The Café Expresso
proved itself a great place to meet new clients and size them up before
taking on their cases. Meeting here put people off their guard. Much
less formal, people tended to open up to her more quickly.
It was also a good place to meet when she didn’t trust someone not to try something stupid or dangerous if they were in private.
As if on cue, a dumpy, middle aged woman stepped through the door. Sparkle. Such a drama queen.
Sparkle’s tacky dyed blond hair–so blond as to look yellow–was
outdone by the purple cloak. The upraised hood extended into a cape that
flowed behind her when she walked. As she adjusted the cloak, Rebecca
noticed a streak of purple in the dyed blonde. she wore beneath the
cloak a tattered black dress that may have been quite formal a couple
Rebecca shook her head. Such a disgrace. Hard to believe at
one time they’d apprenticed together under the same master as young
neophytes learning white magic within the Kelranian Order.
Sparkle’s gaze swept the room until she spotted Rebecca. Bright
red-glossed lips parted into a smile to reveal crooked teeth. “Hello,
honey!” Sparkle called from across the room and started toward her. “So
good to see you again.” Rebecca cringed. Where did this witch go wrong, Rebecca mused, even as she figured Sparkle was probably thinking the exact same thing about her.
Click here to continue reading the story at R.J. Sullivan's Website
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