She could see Marcus in his white Escalade. He made sure all his girls were where they were supposed to be. Stay warm, baby, Candy’s bringing you what you want. Money …
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How did she get in this mess? She’s from Connecticut. We’re good girls.
Me? I’m the rebel. I never follow rules.
Candace could see no way out. She wasn’t Candace anymore.
~~~~~
“Hey Darlin’, lookin’ for some fun?”
“Sure, baby”.
“Let’s go for a ride.”
~~~~~
The bright marquee lit the seedy motel. The room stank of smoke and sweat.
~~~~~
Thug!
If he hadn’t pulled the knife, Marcus wouldn’t have shot.
2016©Isadora DeLaVega
Genre: Flash Fiction
Word Count: 100 words
Photo Prompt©Shaktiki Sharma
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January 3, 2017 at 1:49 pm
Dark indeed. As others have said – ironic her pimp saves her when it’s arguably down to him she’s in danger in the first place. A grim life to lead. Great story
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January 5, 2017 at 9:38 pm
Thank you Lynn for popping by. I apologize for the delay in responding. I’m having a difficult time getting back to my writing routine. ~~~ : – (
Yes, her pimp is her defender and the creator of why she needs one. 😎
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January 2, 2017 at 9:53 pm
Evocative picture of a life which has taken a turn for the worse. I love how you show the irony of her pimp’s “protection.” Happy New Year!
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January 2, 2017 at 10:47 pm
Yes, a pimp’s job in this type of interaction is ironic. Thank you for stopping by and leaving your great comment.
Happy New Year 2017 🎉 Cheers 🍷
Isadora 😎
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January 2, 2017 at 6:00 am
Lots of dark stories this week; this photo clearly impacted us all! Hoping all the best for you in 2017, Isadora!
Think about joining #BloggersUnite for #50HappyThings; I’d love to see your list!
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January 2, 2017 at 5:27 pm
Hi Dawn,
I thought the images was perfect for a dark story. I guess everyone else saw that too.
I sure do hope to get involved with your #BloggersUnite for #50HappyThings. I’m always up
for anything happy and loving. Hope your holidays were grand.
Happy New Year 2017 🎉 Cheers 🍷
Isadora 😎
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January 3, 2017 at 1:44 am
Great! Don’t wait too long; the inlinkz closes on the 5th… we’ve had lots of bloggers join in the past 2 days! 🙂
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January 1, 2017 at 8:00 pm
I saw a mixed up individual who was Candace and also Marcus,
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January 2, 2017 at 5:25 pm
Yes, indeed, Michael. Candace was a young mixed up teen searching for not-knowing-what.
I’m glad you saw it the way I wanted to tell it. Thank you.
Happy New Year 2017 🎉 Cheers 🍷
Isadora 😎
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December 31, 2016 at 2:17 pm
Great story Isadora! It has a powerful message.
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January 2, 2017 at 5:23 pm
There’s a great deal of danger out there, for sure. Thank you, PJ for the comment and visit.
Happy 2017 🎉 Cheers 🍷
Isadora 😎
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December 31, 2016 at 1:58 pm
You might hate the pimps for being pimps… but in the end they can protect you. Maybe it gives Candice a second chance to be Candice.
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January 2, 2017 at 5:22 pm
It sure is a scary situation to see someone shots. Perhaps, this could
be the turn around that Candace needs. Thanks for commenting, Bjorn.
Happy New Year 2017 🎉 Cheers 🍷
Isadora 😎
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December 31, 2016 at 9:43 am
I got it after reading the explanations, horrible situation and lifestyle. I like the tone of your writing, it suits the atmosphere perfectly.
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January 2, 2017 at 5:20 pm
I appreciate your comment, Michael. Well said, it’s a horrible life. Glad the tone of intensity came across.
Happy New Year 2017 🎉 Cheers 🍷
Isadora 😎
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December 31, 2016 at 3:56 am
I got it fine. Your husband is a retired law enforcement guy, my dad was a reserve for many years with the county. I understood the story fine. It’s a terrible world out there. I know … I go back to work on Sunday! 😀
Prospero año y felicidad.
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January 2, 2017 at 5:18 pm
PHEW … your comment helps. I had a lot of insecurity on this one. 🙄
Yes, indeed, NYPD for 15 years. Caught a bullet in his leg; not a good place.
Retired, became a copper artist. http://etsy.com/shop/copperwhimseasbyal/
Check out life after being in law enforcement.
Thank you the encouraging words and visit.
Feliz 2017 Ano Nuevo 🎉 Salud, Amor y Prosperidad🍷
Isadora 😎
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December 30, 2016 at 9:36 pm
Scary situation Isadora. Well written with tension.
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January 2, 2017 at 5:09 pm
I’m so pleased the intensity came across, Mandibelle. In such a short amount of words it can get lost.
Hope your holidays were grand. May 2017 be filled with joy, laughter and love.
Happy New Year 🎉 Cheers🍷
Isadora 😎
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December 30, 2016 at 8:57 pm
Querida Isadora,
I kind of got the idea but I was a little confused, también. You do have so many inside stories begging to be shared. Another nit…I think you need uno mas ‘e’ on marque to make it marquee. Happy to see you back.
Abrazos y shalom en el año que viene,
Rochelle
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January 2, 2017 at 4:53 pm
Querida Rochelle,
No worry about the nit … I want to have errors corrected. It’s the way we learn to better our writing. Any help, with kindness is always appreciated here.
I think 2017 will be a year for me to focus on the many stories I have and expand on them. I’ve been doing challenges to hone my skills. I think it’s time to get outside the sandbox of safety.
Siempre me encanta sus visitas. Gracias …
Con carino,
Isadora 😎
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December 30, 2016 at 6:01 pm
So many people in this world don’t get the chance to be Candace any more. Good piece, Isadora
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January 2, 2017 at 5:06 pm
Thank you, Neil for visiting and commenting.
Happy New Year 2017 🎉Cheers 🍷
Isadora 😎
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December 30, 2016 at 5:55 pm
The story line is good, but I’m confused as well, I don’t get how Marcus got there!
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December 30, 2016 at 6:06 pm
I can explain, Gilly. I only know this from insider info (cop stuff). Anyway pimps, which Marcus is, follow their girls to make sure they’re ok.
If they don’t exit a room within a certain amount of time they go see what’s going on. In this case, Candy was about to be stabbed. IE: then, shots fired. Bye – Bye John ….
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December 30, 2016 at 5:17 pm
This image seems to have brought out the seedier parts of town.
Just a tad confusing on whose voice is whose though…
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December 30, 2016 at 5:32 pm
Hi Dale,
I’ve been on a long holiday. I think my brains is in a dead zone. I had a bit of trouble with my voices on this one.
I read and reread it and knew something wasn’t blending but just couldn’t climb out from the unknown.
I will go back and re-do but today is full. Such a shame to leave it hanging.
Hey … Thank You – for pointing that out. I feel so much better that I knew something was wrong.
I’m pleased we got to meet on FF and aFrank. Hope your 2017 is filled with peace, good health and LOVE.
Happy New Year 🎉 Cheers 🍷
Isadora 😎
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December 30, 2016 at 5:42 pm
Yes..so cool we hang out in both spots!
No worries, it happens and is a good sign vacation was good!
Cheers to you and yours for 2017!
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December 30, 2016 at 6:08 pm
You’re so right. I’m super relaxed and on mañana mode. LOL
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December 30, 2016 at 6:08 pm
Ha ha ha!!! Good!
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