nanowrimo 08

National Novel Writing Month 2008

The Road Two – An extraordinary Sequel

By Melissa Hensley and Jennifer Mathis (mostly by Jenny this year).

The Great Space Ship Robbery

It was a cunning plan. A plan so fraught with cunning it was beyond mere hyperbole and was literally the most cunning plan in the world.
"I prefer to think of it as a cunning dog positively rabid with cunning," Turkish said.
"It's a stupid plan," Portia said.
"Fine. Spoil my fun"
Portia fidgeted with her parasol. The lights framing the view screen cast a warm amber glow, tinting her hands and clothing in a vaguely jaundiced light. "Is this wool?"
Turkish ignored Portia and pointed to a distant point on the view screen. "There she is."
"It's itchy."
"She's a grand ship."
"I told you wool makes me itchy." Portia scratched her upper arm. There her shoulder.
"I don't know what the material is. Larissa gave me the fabric."
"You told her no wool, right? Because she's got a stockpile of the stuff she's been trying to get ride of for twenty years."
"We'll get you a new dress on the ship, all right?"
Strangely, this appeased Portia and the itchy became tolerable. "I just can't think when there's a spot in the middle of my shoulder blades that I can't reach," she said.
Turkish dutifully scratched the spot in the middle of her shoulder blades. Someone to scratch the hard to reach itches was simply the best part of having a significant other.
"Thank you. But it's still a stupid plan."
"No. It's an outlandish plan. There's a difference."
A large luxury star cruiser slowly filled the view screen.