"I'm tellin' ya, Lizzy, nobody is going to notice us."
It was daring to lie with Leonard in the soft soil under the bushes aligning the outer perimeter of the city's botanical garden. They'd snuck in before visiting hours, her need for him demanding. Now, watching feet shuffling, hearing the ebb and flow of voices unnerved her. She inched away from him.
"People never take notice of lizards here. They're too busy oohing and awing over the flowers and butterflies." He overtook and embraced her again.
He was right. Finally convinced, she closed her eyes and relaxed into the moment.
Tanya P. ©2008
(100 word count)
(Critique is welcomed.)
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Comments: 44
LOL@Tinch. Love it! But now I can't get the tune out of my head. Sheesh.
Suze, I actually saw that photo essay she did. LOL She was really up close and personal. Whew! Still, a lizard believes what a lizard believes. They all think they're chameleons.
Anita, I'll take a "good" cute, too. And don't forget, I'm open to constructive criticism.
LOL@Donna. I believe you're right. It was such a horrendous experience, she had to shed her skin of it.
Sukey, thank you for the added input of specific things you liked about it. I learn quite a bit about writing from these short drabbles and the constructive comments. It's been interesting journey.