“In life we come to places where we must make a choice that can change our lives. One decision that can bring us success and a life of joy, or failure if it should go wrong. A leap of faith we must take or regret later. Will you take the step and dance?”
I wrote this story in answer to the following prompts:
Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie– Photo challenge — The picture above by – George Natsioulis
Pensitivity’s Three Things Challenge — Engage – Dance – Whimsical
Your Daily Word — Ornery
Ragtag Daily Prompt — Waterproof
Word of the Day — Head
With a rule clickity-clack, the train began to engage the track. Gaining speed with every passing second, it left the station as a blur of orange lights.
Camilla watched it depart for London with a sigh. That was the second train she allowed to pass her by. Stood there with her umbrella and bags, wearing her waterproof hat and most stylish dress, she was lost in thought. She supposed to go to the big city but her mind was holding her back.
Julian was waiting there. Maybe to change her life. Perhaps to ruin it in ways she couldn’t imagine.
Camilla lived an ornery life. Office hours, Monday to Saturday. A life of monotony that knew no end. This was the chance to make her life more — interesting. Yet her shiny clogged feet refused to let her board a train.
Leaving the platform, Camilla went for coffee. By the time a strawberry scone went the same way as two cups of cappuccino, a further two trains to London had come and gone. Two hours and four trains to a better destiny vanished with the early morning.
Camilla returned to the platform as the nine o’clock train to London arrived. She waited with her umbrella hanging from her wrist, as the passengers departed.
‘All passengers travelling to London via Ipswich please board the train on platform one now – train leaving in five minutes,’ announced the platform’s PA system.
Camilla took a deep breath as she looked towards the open doors. “Come on, feet. You have to take me on that train,” she urged.
If her sparkly red clogs could speak, they’d say, “Nah, you’re ain’t goin’ anywhere, lady.”
Once more, passengers milled all around her as they embarked on their journey to London for work and play. The doors closed, the engine engaged the track and the train departed from the station without her.
“Stupid cold feet!” Camilla groaned as she watched the train from Great Yarmouth pull onto the next platform. It was then she noticed the man in the striking brown suit and trilby hat smiling at her.
“Ms Camilla Rogers? Good morning!” he called with a cheery wave.
As if injected with neat caffeine, Camilla felt her heart race up to two hundred miles an hour. “Julian?”
The man nodded and walked into the station.
Camilla watched him make the trip around to her platform. “What are you doing here?”
“It’s the funniest thing. You see, I travelled to meet a special lady at Liverpool Street station this morning. Yet all the trains kept coming and going and she didn’t arrive.” Julian raised his arms with a quizzical grin.
“What a whimsical tale,” Camilla said remaining demure.
“It gets much worse. You see, her telephone kept going unanswered. I got a little worried and decided I must find and be sure she’s okay.” Julian extended a hand. “So, are you, okay dear, Camilla?”
“I’m perfectly fine,” she allowed him to take and kiss her hand. “My silly feet got a little cold that’s all.”
Julian raised his eyebrows and nodded. “You know, there’s a really good cure for cold feet.”
“Indeed. All you have to do is dance,” the gentleman opened his arms and began to tap dance there on the platform.
Camilla blushed, “Julian! We’re in the train station, behave!”
“The world is full of wonder.
Adventurous thrills and romance.
Don’t stop and ponder.
Get up and dance.” Julian sang in a lively way that matched his rhythmic feet.
Camilla shook her head and smiled as she applauded. “You’re really amazing, you know that?”
Julian gave a little bow, “I’m just a theatrical old croon, but I try my best. You see, I just can’t allow pretty faces like yours to frown. They just don’t look right unless they’re all bright and smiling.”
“You made mine smile that for sure.”
“Splendid. Now, it’s your turn.” Julian gestured toward her.
“No, not here.”
“Don’t stop and ponder. Get up and dance.” Julian held out his hand.
Camilla glanced around her. There were a few station guards and passengers milling about; but what the hell. She allowed her bags and umbrella to fall to the floor and took his hand.
Camilla pirouetted into his body. His leathery aftershave melted her nerves away as she began to Salsa with him.
“This life is for living,” he sang.
“But watch for the thorns,” Camilla sang. Her voice rich and evocative.
“Abandon your misgiving,” Julian moved her through exciting twists and turns.
“And take the bull by the horns!” They sang together.
“When you just dance.” Camilla finished in a soft voice.
Around her station guards and passengers began to applaud as the little performance came to an end.
Julian answered the applause with a little bow. “So, Ms Rogers. are you working Nine-to-five as an office girl, or will you jive all night as the dancing queen?” he asked as the nine-fifteen train to London pulled arrived.
Camilla retrieved her bags and umbrella. This time her feet carried her aboard the train. “Julian Fairchild get those dancing shoes on this train. It’s time we waltzed our way to the West End.”
“Right you are, dear lady,” Julian joined her. “Don’t stop and ponder, Just get up and dance!” he sang as the doors closed behind her.
Camilla watched the train station disappear from view with a smile. Life was about to get much more exciting.
I don’t quite believe I’m getting to announce this but it’s happening!
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