Horse Eden : Brandy

<div style="text-align: center;">A young woman sat down on a wooden bar stool. Her crimson hair gently cascaded down her back. She stared out the oval window towards the ocean, longing for the feel of the water upon her toes. She stood as a man sauntered in. A few other men came in behind him. The bunch sat at one of the tables and snapped their fingers for her attention. They were a sweaty, dirty lot. She assumed that they were amongst the harbor crew that helped dock the boats coming in and out of the warf. She walked over and put on a winning smile.

<div style="text-align: center;">"Now what would you lovely fellows like today?" Brandy may not have loved her job, but she did with as much gusto as anyone. Brandy twirled her locket around her fingers as she waited for them to order. They were not from the usual lot so she would actually have to listen. The regulars were predictable. They ordered the same thing day after day and tended to come in around the same time. This new lot must have been recent hires, because not many people came to the remote harbor town just for a good time... except for Charlie.

<div style="text-align: center;">"We shall take a lot of 3 Jack Daniel's Single Barrels honey." The man said while shooting her a grin. She knew that sailors were an unpredictable and capricious lot outside their drinking habits. She knew better but being the girl she was played into the man's move. It had become a game to her; playing hard to get.<div style="text-align: center;">Leaning closer to the docker she asked, "will that be all, handsome?"<div style="text-align: center;">The man suddenly moved toward her, intending to plant a kiss on her cheek, but a well trained hand collided with his face instead. "I hope that did the trick." She said with a wink. Brandy turned and walked to the bar to fix the order for the dockers.
Edited at January 26, 2019 09:15 PM by Vellum Elites

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September 25, 2018 08:19 AM

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Nice! I enjoyed reading that!

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<div align="center">-chapter two-

<div align="center">With the drinks fixed Brandy returned to the table, she handed out each drink and collected the bill. She returned back to the counter as the men finished what they had ordered. The one docker she had slapped tipped her on the way out and she waved as he left. Glancing at the time she flipped the OPEN sign to CLOSED.

<div align="center">Incredibly tired, Brandy locked up the pub and left through the back door. Turning towards the docks she sighed as she watched the sun set over the ocean. She longed to be out there, sailing, instead of working a pub. Brandy slipped into her car and turned the key; the engine would not start. With sigh of despair Brandy got out of the car and began to walk home.

<div align="center">Brandy passed some of the cute fishing village houses and wished that she occupied one that was close to the pub. She knew she had a long walk ahead. She thought about Charlie as she walked. He had come on a summer's day, bearing gifts from far away, he told her that he couldn't stay, but she loved him anyway. They had had fun together for the short time that he was here. They had run along the beaches together and talked into the night, sitting among the dunes. He always came back to the pub to help her close, and well, they had some fun there too. She desperately wished that he was here right now. Who knows, maybe they would be married by now. He had given her a locket before he left, and she wore it daily. It had been almost a year since she had last seen or heard from him and she worried about him. <div align="center">Brandy arrived home at 1am and was so exhausted that she just got into bed with her pub outfit still on. She fell asleep almost immediately. She dreamt of the times she and Charlie had spent together, messing around after dark. She remembered how everyday he would meet her at the pub and order a brandy. That was how they met. Her dreams faded into other irrelevant matters and eventually into a restful sleep.
Edited at January 26, 2019 09:24 PM by Vellum Elites

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September 29, 2018 01:57 PM

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Inspired by the song Brandy by Looking Glass by any chance? One of my favourite songs.

Nice work! :)

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Mediterranean said:
Inspired by the song Brandy by Looking Glass by any chance? One of my favourite songs.

Nice work! :)

Yup!

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<div style="text-align: center;">Just made some art to go with the story. I will be adding chapter three shortly.

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<div align="center">-chapter three-

<div align="center">Brandy awoke to birds chirping and the relaxing sound of waves hitting the shore. She lived in Western Port in Victoria, AU and the coastline stretched for several miles. No matter where you were, there was a good chance you would be able to hear the ocean. For most people the sound of waves hitting the shore would be peaceful or relaxing, but to Brandy it just made her miss Charlie more.

<div align="center">Brandy started getting ready for the day, which did not take long since she hadn't changed out of her clothes from the day before. Brandy paused as she was applying her makeup. For just one day she wished she could be out on the ocean; the wind blowing her hair and the salt sticking to her eyelashes. Brandy suddenly stripped the pub outfit off and instead pulled on her bathing suit. Over this she put on her striped, navy and white bell-bottoms, and her tight white tank. She rummaged through her room quickly grabbing various necessities like her sunglasses, a hat, a windbreaker, some cash, a camera, and her locket. She intended to take a day off. She was sick of the daily jabbing of men that she had no interest in. The pub would have to stay closed today.<div align="center">Brandy raced out the door excitedly. She raced down the street, her deerskin bag flapping against her back. Being in decent shape, she managed to jog all the way to the docks. Brandy stopped short of the train tracks that ran down the coast. A train came thundering past.

<div align="center">Brandy breathed in deeply the salty air of the ocean. She managed to find a wharfie and inquired about getting a ship.

<div align="center">"You, want a ship? You?" The man said.<div align="center">"Yes, I don't care how small, just something I can live on." Brandy said, annoyed. She hated men who belittled women like that. <div align="center">"I have a nice little sailboat you could take for a few hours around the coast. That might be more your speed." The wharfie said with a crooked smile. Brandy knew he was enjoying this. <div align="center">"Just give me a damn boat! You heard what I wanted." Brandy said in quiet voice. Quiet yet powerful. Most people around Western Port knew that when she lowered her voice she was serious.<div align="center">"Alright alright. Jeez Brandy, your viscous. I have a Runabout you can rent. How much you got and how long you want it?" The man asked.<div align="center">"Only a few days, I'll pay you when I come back. Where is it?" Brandy inquired.<div align="center">"Over that way." The man said motioning towards dock 12. Brandy hurried off in that direction. The man yelled at her and she spun around. Dangling the keys in the air he said, "You might need these."
<div align="center">"Thanks." Brandy said. She was not pleased. How easy would it have been for him to give her the keys back there. She went and retrieved them then walked towards the boat.
Edited at January 26, 2019 10:01 PM by Vellum Elites

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