Few knew about the castle hidden inside the island.  It was perfect.  Now she could have the private, dreamy, romantic fairy-tale wedding she’d dreamed of since she was a girl, away from the prying eyes of photographers.  Her other dream as a girl was to be a famous actress; she had no idea how much that dream would cost her.

She peeked through the window, taking in the glorious day.  Was that –  a camera lens?  Incensed, she ran down the steps and out the door in full wedding regalia.  The camera flashed.  The angry starlet on her wedding day – the tabloid headlines would read.  She snatched the camera away; body-slammed the weasel on the ground.  He screamed for mercy as she placed her foot on his neck.

“This is private property!”

She handed him his damaged camera and he scurried away.

He must have forgotten I do all my own stunts.

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27 thoughts on “Stuntwoman

  1. Ha! and so should end all paparazzi! Three cheers for girl power 🙂 LOL heaven help her groom if he ever steps out of line 😮

  2. She knows what she wants and she made sure she will get it! I wonder how strong willed her husband will be. May be an interesting marriage.Good story. 😊

  3. I like how she handled the intruder herself. Like Angelina Jolie as Laura Croft or Angelina Jolie in any role. I was looking at your tagline, “quirky, sarcastic and aggressively uncool.” Sometimes I worry that my comments sound like that and probably do. 😀

    1. Me too! Most celebrities probably would have had one of their “people” handle it :-). Keep being aggressively uncool – it’s the most fun! 🙂

  4. An excellently written piece of writing. Perfect flow and what a beautiful take on prompt. I couldn’t agree more with J.A Prentice.
    Going to read it again 🙂

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