WordPress.com Daily Prompt: A to Z

Create a short story, piece of memoir, or epic poem that is 26 sentences long, in which the first sentence begins with “A” and each sentence thereafter begins with the next letter of the alphabet.

by Veronica Louis

“Are you okay?” asked Xavier.

“Been through worse,” answered Talia.

“Can you stand up?”

“Dunno,” Talia said as she tried to push herself up.

“Easy does it,” Xavier said while gently placing his hand on Talia’s shoulder.

“Forget it, I think it’s broken,” Talia groaned.

“God damn this corrupted city!”

“How about you go for help?”

“I don’t want to leave you alone.”

“Just go,” insisted Talia.

“K…,” Xavier said reluctantly.

“Listen, I’ll be fine.”

“Mind over matter, ok? Nod with me, c’mon.”

“Okay,” Talia nodded.

Placing his hand on her cheek, Xavier gave Talia a kiss on her forehead, stood up and cautiously sped down the alleyway. Questions plagued his mind. Run for help or return to help? Should he have left her alone? Talia hates being alone.

Utterly distraught he turned around. Veering the corner, he noticed Talia lying on the ground, silently weeping and his heart went out to her.

“Wanna go for a piggyback ride?”

“Xavier! You’re back,” she managed a smile through her tears.

Zigzagging across the crater-sized potholes he steadily carried Talia to safety (where they proceeded to spend 11 hours in the hospital emergency room).

Montreal Pothole

Photo: Veronica Louis



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