It's 2:00 AM and though I already tried to go to bed once, this scene came to me and I knew I had to get it down quick before it left me. Here's a funny little excerpt from the novel I'm working on entitled "Return To Scotland."
Donnie’s eyes grew wide with amazement. “What”, he mouthed at me from behind Mrs. McKenzie’s back.
I rolled my eyes and looked away as a flush crept up my neck.
When the shopkeeper disappeared into the back he whispered, “Did you really piss yourself in here?” He looked genuinely surprised and I was genuinely mortified.
“Leave me alone,” I warned and looked away.
“Och, don’t be embarrassed,” he said making his way over to me. “It’s cute.”
“Oh yeah,” I quipped. “Real cute.” I refused to make eye contact with him as he gripped both of my arms in his strong, sturdy hands.
“It also doubles as a brilliant piece of blackmail, so there’s a bonus.”
“Shut up,” I tried to slap his face, but he dodged the blow with a laugh.
“Don’t worry,” he said, locking a sincere gaze on me. “All of us piss ourselves from time to time. Sometimes it can’t be helped.”
“Stop,” I begged through clinched teeth.
Completely ignoring me, he turned to an older woman wearing a coat to her knees, her nylons drooping well below the hemline, and her hair still in tight curlers. “In’t that right, Ms. McRae?”
“Oh aye,” she warbled, patting her backside. “It’s why I always wear ma’ protection.”
“Oh, that’s lovely,” Donnie feigned sincerity.
I contorted my face and looked away, biting down hard on my back teeth as I fought to suppress the snort that was about to burst forth. Taking note of my desperation, Donnie wrapped his arm around me and steered me toward the doorway. “This one looks a bit faint. I’m going to take her out for some fresh air.”
