Harvey pulled starlets into his sphere, sure it was his irresistible sex appeal. Starlets knew that Harvey was the film industry power player who could rocket them into cinematic top billing orbit.
What starlets didn’t know about Harvey was that his lure was more like a glue trap. Once the hotel room door closed, orifices would be violated and the beauties would be evacuating his fluids for days.
Mira’s little sister leapt from a tall building afterwards.
Mira maneuvered her way to an “audition.” While Harvey went to change into his bathrobe, Mira positioned her lanky legs just-so. Returning and seeing her, niceties were forgotten. He lunged with a wolfish grin, his tongue lolling to the side. The stiletto’s aim was true. Harvey’s heart stopped at “lub.”
She thought, ‘There are moments caught between heart-beats.’
She wiped the knife on his robe and left.
Kim from Writing in North Norfolk is today’s host of dVerse. Kim says:
I’d like you to write a story that includes the following line from Louis MacNeice’s poem, “Coda”:
‘There are moments caught between heart-beats’.