Lyric’s Boots (Lyric Fiction)

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Melody had taught her girls that limitless choices weren’t overwhelming choices. They were golden opportunities, times to think carefully and try to imagine what life would be like if they chose this one, that one, or refused to consider those over there.

She’d been talking about things more vitally important than a rainbow selection of cowboy boots.

Footwear was image every bit as much as hair color or style. Melody knew that. Melody swore by it.

She’d never expected one of her girls to be standing in front of a selection of cowboy boots, rooted to the spot as though she couldn’t move until one of those leather soles slid between her foot and the floor. “Mom, I need the red ones,” Lyric said.

“Need?” Melody arched an eyebrow and cocked her head, pin-up fashion. She could all but hear the instant erection of the salesman who hovered, ready to do the bidding of these two beauties.

“Need,” Lyric said.

Melody cocked her head to the other side.

“Honey, a look like that…”

“…defines a woman.”

Lyric was smiling. Melody knew that smile, recognized it from her own youth. Lyric was coming into her own womanly power.

Red cowboy boots for Melody’s first-born, it would be.

So I found this writing prompt site, easystreet prompts. They post a picture or a group of words every day, but it’s cooler than that. Most of the pictures are vintage and whether or not the time frame’s right, they make me think of the Great Depression. Except for this one, obviously. It’s been awhile since we spent some time with our favorite porn queen and her offspring, and with Lyric’s red cowboy boots so integral to who she is…

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13 Comments

  1. Stan Ski

    February 15, 2009 11:07 pm

    Life is about lessons and learning – especially from our mistakes…but we don’t know what they are…until we make them.

  2. Robin

    February 16, 2009 3:04 am

    Gotta admire someone who can pull off red cowboy boots without looking ridiculous.

  3. julia

    February 16, 2009 10:20 am

    Hmm…I wouldn’t have pegged Lyric for a red-cowboy-boot chick. Not sure what I thought she wore. Something more ethereal.

  4. Amy Ruttan

    February 16, 2009 6:51 pm

    I totally dig the red boots. I need a pair. LOL.

  5. Sweet Talking Guy..

    February 16, 2009 7:09 pm

    Like the boots in the picture but don’t know if they’d go with my outfit!

  6. bunnygirl

    February 16, 2009 11:50 pm

    Fun story, and I like the prompt site. I’m always looking for new ideas, too.

  7. schizoshrink

    February 17, 2009 6:32 am

    was here. dropped ec. i kinda like your posts. hope we could link exchange?

  8. Fledgling Poet

    February 17, 2009 9:54 am

    I liked the lighthearted tone of this story…and I love the character’s names!

  9. Alice Audrey

    February 17, 2009 10:43 am

    I love the line, “She could all but hear the instant erection of the salesman who hovered.”

  10. Shelley Munro

    February 17, 2009 5:27 pm

    I could heart me a pair of red boots too. Go, Lyric.

  11. Petlula

    February 17, 2009 5:31 pm

    I’d love a pair of red boots too, but not a red pair. LOL…

    This bit of writing is really intriguing. It drew me right in. Did you get an immediate idea of what you were going to write when you saw the picture or did it take a minute? I hope you had a wonderful feeling of satisfaction when you “finished.” This is a great piece of work.

  12. Susiej

    February 17, 2009 5:45 pm

    Yup… I need a pair of those red boots. I have a really nice pair of red shoes, though.

  13. Thomma Lyn

    February 17, 2009 11:22 pm

    What fun! Love the mother-daughter dynamic. And I can totally see those red boots in my mind!

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