This is a continuation of a story I started a few months ago. I’m taking a page out of Fiction is Food and exploring the story through word prompts. Head over to Blog Battle to get all the information and join in. This is prompt three for me or part three of the story.
“It is a beautiful room. The portions are pleasing to the eye”, the older man in the robe said.
Alice was still wondering how he knew her name. Taking a deep breathe she decided to let go and experience what was happening in this moment. After all she had taken that drink to find answers. The man was smiling and standing still.
“Yes it is. I love anywhere books are,” Alice said.
“Of course. Alice, time is not on our side here. The conductor is getting less stable. If you have any solutions now is the time for them.”
“Solutions?” Alice asked. She had no idea what he was talking about. He appeared to know her. She was here for her own answers. Not to give solutions to problems she had no idea what they were.
“I’m not sure why you think I might have the solution for this problem,” Alice said.
“It is more than a problem and you are one of our best composers. We are counting on you,” the man said.
Alice frowned. This was getting out of hand. She was more confused now than when she took the drink. What did she expect? Not this. She didn’t think she would get any help from this man while this stability problem was happening. Go with the flow. I am a composer, whatever that means, so compose. Alice closed her eyes for a second.
“Would you mind starting at the beginning. Assume I know nothing and tell me exactly what this stability problem is. Let’s sit down,” Alice said and moved towards the circular table with the high back chairs. The older man did the same. Alice smiled hoping this would encourage him to start talking.
You can always start now!