Well this is my first time ever completing NaNoWriMo. Last year I gave up at 15,000 words. I must say that a few people I know took the challenge and one of those people would be my 11 year-old daughter. Yes I am proud mom, she completed the challenge as well for the young writers.

I wanted to share with you an excerpt of my masterpiece. Tell me how you like it. Think about it you too can do it next November.

Feeling Redirected

Wednesday May 11, 2005

Jerome had told Naomi to meet him at Livingston Elementary off of Highway 81, they had parked their cars in the subdivision, Livingston Willows, across from the school, that way no one would suspect that they were there behind the trailers on the new playground, naked under the stars.

He had brought the blankets, but the sex had been so intense, they ended up on the dampened grass. The custodians must have watered before they had left for the day. Malia had screamed out four times in extreme ecstasy, it’s no wonder the police hadn’t been called. There was a time when he had to take her panties and shove it in her mouth to get her to quiet down a bit. It was just that good. But everything that is great in the beginning doesn’t always end that way. This would be one of those types of nights.

Jerome had just finished making love, or that’s what it was to Malia, but to him it was just a one more time for old time sakes screw. It had been a beautiful evening, and he figured what better time to tell her, but right here under the stars, basking in the afterglow of the best time they had had together, over this past year.

“Look Malia, I’m going to’ be straight with you. I can’t do this anymore. I love my wife too much. I’m sorry… we need to end this.”

Malia removed her hands from Jerome’s, she looked away. With a quick whip of the neck, her long, flaming red hair flashed across his face. Her hazel colored eyes moments before were images of twinkling stars, at that second they were bulging, her skin tone started to turn red, also. “You have got to be kidding me. I have given you the last year of my life,” Malia spoke with her teeth clinched tightly together.

She got up and started searching for her clothes. “We just made love how can you say that to me after what we just experienced in each others’ arms? You don’t mean that.”

“I don’t know what else to do… I mean to tell you, except I’m sorry.”

“You’re sorry!” she yelled, while pulling her shirt over her head. You knew that you would be ending it tonight, right?” Jerome nodded his head up and down. “You better not end this or else you will be sorry.”

Jerome had already been standing, pulling on his khaki pants, he stopped placed his hands on his hip, faced Malia and asked, “Are you threatening me?”

Malia was not afraid of Jerome’s stature, especially right at that instant, with his shirt off and his pubic hairs above his pants waist were peeking out. She could swear that she could still see the sweat glistening on his skin, even though, the night had been cool.

She was just about as tall as him, standing at five feet eleven. She got right up in his face. “No I’m not threatening anyone, not that at all. I’m simply making a promise. You are familiar with that right? Particularly since you have done nothing but make empty promises to me for the last five months that we have been together. ‘I hate her, I’m going to leave her,’ ‘it’s not like we have any kids together,’ and ‘we’ll just have to divide our marital property.’ Now you don’t want me anymore. No, I won’t let you go that easy. Your mine and that’s it. Tonight alone should tell you that we are good together. She has to go, so get rid of her or else I will.”

“Listen, you stupid bitch, you knew I was married from day one. I never lied about that, but that didn’t matter to you. So it shouldn’t matter to you now that I want out. What the hell do you mean you will get rid of her? If you ever go near my wife, or harm a hair on her body, you won’t have to worry about seeing your maker. I will send you to him express.”

“I’m walking away now. You have until the end of this week to change your mind, or your life as you once knew it to be will be over.”

“I already changed my mind. I don’t need any extra time to think. I don’t want to be with you. Let that sink in your damn messed up head. I knew I shouldn’t have dealt with your crazy ass. LL knew what he was saying when he said to “never trust a big butt and a smile.”

Jerome stormed off and left her standing there, staring at him.

“You’ll be sorry, I promise you,” Malia whispered to Jerome’s back as he walked away.