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I'm sharing snippets from Stormy Weather, one of the short stories in The Many Faces of Chelle Cordero collection.
Last week we met Debbie trying to relax on a beach. In the distance there's a storm rolling in.
Here are ten more lines...
Last week we met Debbie trying to relax on a beach. In the distance there's a storm rolling in.
Here are ten more lines...
Groaning,
she finally stood and brushed some of the sand from her arms. Debbie walked to
the water’s edge and was amazed to realize how much closer it was to the towel
she was lying on than when she first picked out a spot. At least she would get
her feet wet before she packed up her belongings and trudged back to the hotel.
She
was standing in ankle deep water when a wave crashed into her at chest height.
She was knocked off balance and wound up sitting in the wet sand as the water
threatened to pull her in. The salty water passed her lips and she sputtered
and tried to catch her breath.
“You
okay?” A bronze god squatted beside her; his hand rested on her back to support
her in case she actually collapsed.
Coughing, “Yeah, I’m fine, the wave just surprised me.”
He stood and
stretched a hand out, “Obviously a tourist.”
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The Many Faces of Chelle Cordero is a single author collection of short stories featuring Introduction, Pussycat Tails, Holiday Happiness, Not Alone, I Swear That Raccoon Just Knocked on the Door, Stormy Weather, A Mother’s Love, More Than a Friend, The Meeting, The Vacation and a special bonus section.
Stormy Weather
The ominous skies and howling winds of a hurricane lead to an unexpected and warmhearted friendship.
The ominous skies and howling winds of a hurricane lead to an unexpected and warmhearted friendship.
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I was visiting my grandmother who lived in South Miami Beach in mid August 1969. A new friend and I (also from the NY area and visiting her grandmother as well) were hanging out on the beach totally mesmerized with a distant storm over the ocean. There was a hurricane warning and it surprised us both that no one seemed panicked; because the inhabitants were so used to storms rolling in from the ocean and calmly going about their lives, Carol and I were lulled into a comfortable sense of security — besides we were teenagers and everyone knows teens are indestructible.
Our grandmas told us we could hang out on the beach but NOT to go in the water. We could see shark fins in the water! (They come closer to land in a storm) Long story short Carol had a crush on one of the lifeguards and decided to venture into the water (just knee height) to get his attention... a huge wave pummeled into her and knocked her down dragging her further away from the sand. I was standing (honestly NOT in the water) nearby, arguing and worried our grandmas would find out. I did run into the water and managed to grab onto her so she could regain her balance. I pulled her to the shore and we both collapsed onto the sand. Moments later the lifeguard was there yelling at us for being foolish teenagers.
Embarrassed and soaking wet we finally headed back to the hotel our grandmothers lived in. A few windows were shuttered JUST IN CASE and signs were posted about the card games and music scheduled for the lobby that evening in case the storm came ashore. My grandma explained this was the normal way to ride out the many storms.
Hurricane Camille never did come on shore in Miami but it moved into the Gulf and caused a tremendous amount of devastation in Alabama, Louisiana and Mississippi. Aside from high winds, some scattered rains, crashing waves and shark fins near the beaches, Miami wasn't touched. but for two teenage girls from NY it was an adventure! (As an adult I've learned how serious hurricanes can be.)
I was remembering vividly the sights from that Miami Beach that day when I wrote this short story so I was thrilled to read comments that people could "feel" and "see" the beach that Debbie was visiting.
