Hump Day Kick Start – for your muse, a writing picture prompt, or just a visual treat.
Ah, so cozy. Or is it?
Tell me about today’s prompt. Are they newlyweds, the morning after exchanging vows? Is he a sheik wooing his next unsuspecting conquest? Is he a French billionaire entranced by the ballerina on tour in his city? Had he spiked her espresso with poison? Are they both married to someone else and now planning how to get rid of their extra baggage?
What’s your take? Tell me a tale or caption the pic. I’d love to hear from you.
MUSETRACKS 
Despite her inward panic, Sally had to pretend to be calm and collected. She had to meet her bridal party in one hour for the wedding ceremony an hour after that. But what to do with Phillipe?
He was all that was left of the bachelorette party her bridesmaids had thrown for her last night… and into the early morning hours… and towards noon.
But Phillipe wouldn’t leave.
Was it the language barrier?
Or did Phillipe figure on staying… period?
Couldn’t have that.
He’d resisted all hints to leave. Now the only thing to do is drug him with that teeny bit of sedative Sally had just stirred into his cafe.
Now, drink up, Phillipe… Sally’s gotta get ready for her wedding.
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Once again, Jeff, I love what you do. This is great! You never disappoint. Poor Phillipe. And Sally…you go, girl!
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