L for LOVE THIS COMMUNITY!!!

Welcome friends to another post for the exciting A-Z challenge. It's been such fun meeting new friends and enjoying such unusual and interesting themes throughout the blogosphere.


With so much blog LOVE forever present, I have decided to do a touching scene based on my first novel Amber and the Whispering Willows. As many of you already know I'm featuring flash fiction with a riddle twist.  I do hope you all enjoy it.

Set high on a hill with a view of the fountains and lake, hundreds of white lights illuminated the circular drive as a limousine drove up to the entrance of the Helmsdale’s finest country club. 

In the trees, thousands of tiny twinkling lights welcomed guests as they entered into lobby. Two eleven-year-old girls waved their goodbyes to their beaming parents and dashed toward the dressing room; the smaller girl carrying a mysterious package.

Excited voices echoed, adding to the tension. Amber and Nina maneuvered their way through the countless others, to find a quiet spot to prepare for this evening’s event.

As Amber reached for her costume, Nina jumped in front of her. 

“I have a surprise for you, Amber. Now, please, don’t get mad, but I wanted this to be the most magical night of your life.” 

Amber faced Nina; she held a wrapped box tied with a blue satin ribbon. She handed the box to Amber. “I had it made for you — I hope you like it.” Nina blushed.

“Nina, you are by far the most wonderful friend a girl could ever have — I just don’t know what to say?”

“You’ve said way too much already. Just open it?”

Amber untied the bow and took off the lid. She couldn’t believe her eyes. Nestled inside was  a peau de sois leotard in the softest, paler-than-pale blue. The matching tutu, swept with what looked like stardust woven into the silk French tulle, reflected brilliant facets of light. 

“I couldn’t let you dance in white like the rest of us; you must always wear some shade of blue. It gives you grace,” Nina said, choking with emotion.

A tear streamed down Amber’s face. “What would I ever do without you?” she whispered.

“You’ll never know.” 

Tomorrow's entry will be part of Wendy Tyler Ryan's Blogfest for her one year Blogaversary. So be prepared for a macabre post. We must use chosen dark words to create our entry. I have no idea what I'm doing yet, but it should be interesting. So don't forget to drop by tomorrow. You won't want to miss it.

This dancer can certainly pass for Amber.