Hello again and welcome to Tuesday Tales! This week's word prompt is "town". Today I'm veering away from Fighter Girlz to share some of my NaNoWriMo, Welterweight. It's MMA and werewolves...you get the idea.
**A word of warning. There is some language. And it's a little long.**
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Meg stepped down and wandered across the camp. She turned as she heard someone call out to her. She turned to find one of the Hallow brothers striding towards her. He looked older than Caleb. Wavy, black hair framed his face. His t-shirt wrapped around his chiseled muscles. A pair of faded jeans hung off his hips. He was sexy for certain. But not Caleb sexy. Or at least not to me.
“Yes?” Meg questioned.
He smiled at her and offered his hand. “I thought I’d introduce myself. I’m Josiah. I’m the oldest of the seven.”
Meg slowly grinned as she shook his hand. “Josiah, huh? I’ve heard of you.”
“I’m sure you have. I’m not Caleb’s favorite brother.”
“No, you’re not. I would guess you’re his least favorite.”
“I ride his ass to keep him in line. Thankless job, really.”
“Well, I thank you.”
“I appreciate it. Has my little brother given you a tour of your new home?”
“Only his bedroom.”
Josiah offered her his crooked elbow. “Well then, may I do the honors?”
Meg looped her arm in his. “Absolutely.”
Josiah led her to the far edge of the camp towards the rows of wooden boxes. “This is our garden. Since we live so remotely, we only get to the market in town once a week. We grow and harvest our own vegetables. We preserve as much as we can for the winter.”
“You drive three hours to go to the store?” Meg asked incredulously.
“There’s a small town just down the road from Sharky’s. Next time we go I’ll take you with us, but it will probably after the full moon.”
“What’s the big deal about the full moon?”
“During the full moon, my brothers and I aren’t great company to be around.”
“Yes. And you and my mother will go visit my aunts. Just a word of warning, my mother and aunts are devout Bible thumpers. Bring a book.”
“I could just go home.”
“As you wish. But who’s going to take you? Didn’t you stowaway in Caleb’s truck?”
“I’ll take that.”
“Good luck. He loves his truck. It may be a steaming piece of shit but it’s his. Besides, it’s best if you just go with Momma. You won’t know when it’s over and we can’t have you come back too early.”
Meg laughed. “I can read a calendar.”
“But can you resist that pull, that need to be joined to your mate?”
Meg stayed silent. It was true. Caleb was a grade A asshole but she couldn’t stay away.
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