When Being A Drip Is A Cause For Celebration #writephoto #flashfiction

Posted on Sep 27, 2018 by TanGental

‘Where have you been?’

‘Wow, I mean, WOW. All over. Really.’

‘Stop splashing and tell me.’

‘No, you first. I’m mean it’s been ages, hasn’t it? I really thought I’d lost you.’

‘Me too.’

‘So what happened? I thought you were right behind me…’

‘I was.’

‘… but when I got to the bottom you’d disappeared. I mean it was MAD, yeah? That fall? Like a total tumult. Did you rush ahead? I tried to catch up but you were too quick. And then we bounced past some rocks and…’

‘We?’

‘A gang out of Lakeside. We just flowed, you know? It was so together, man.’

‘That must have been fun. Did you get far?’

‘I was dizzy, yeah. We headed for the sea, like you do but these crazy guys, sprites or something had us jumping and stuff. It was like out of bounds.’

‘You went over the edge?’

‘Yeah, how cool is that, what? I’d never experienced anything like it. I mean we were small bits in a large pond before. This was a whole new league. At one point we were swept up by this hiker, but we knew it wouldn’t last. We were just passing through, yeah? Some of the guys were a bit pissed but I told them not to sweat it. After, we sort of chilled for a bit. Some R&R, just lazing by the pool and then well, the inevitable happened.’

‘The sun?’

‘Yeah. Things got a bit cloudy after that, I was blown off course, split up from the others and drifted some. But as they say, in everyone’s life a little rain must fall and before I knew it I’m back here.’

‘Some adventure.’

‘Yeah but what about you? You must have seen stuff, eh? The sea, maybe? Tides and stuff? Come on, what’s my favourite water molecule been up to?’

‘Oh much more prosaic. After you’d shot over the edge, I floated to the top to get my head right, forgot the first lesson and evaporated before I could join the flow and bugger me if I didn’t pour down on the top of that mountain. I’ve been grinding through the ice for the last couple of years.’

‘Man, you’ve been glaciated?’

‘Fraid so. Only just melted out.’

‘So what’s your plan?’

‘Me? I am so outta here. See you at the bottom. Yee-Ha!’

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About TanGental

My name is Geoff Le Pard. Once I was a lawyer; now I am a writer. I've published several books: a four book series following Harry Spittle as he grows from hapless student to hapless partner in a London law firm; four others in different genres; a book of poetry; four anthologies of short fiction; and a memoir of my mother. I have several more in the pipeline. I have been blogging regularly since 2014, on topic as diverse as: poetry based on famous poems; memories from my life; my garden; my dog; a whole variety of short fiction; my attempts at baking and food; travel and the consequent disasters; theatre, film and book reviews; and the occasional thought piece. Mostly it is whatever takes my fancy. I avoid politics, mostly, and religion, always. I don't mean to upset anyone but if I do, well, sorry and I suggest you go elsewhere. These are my thoughts and no one else is to blame. If you want to nab anything I post, please acknowledge where it came from.

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