The Lost Prince by P. G. Shriver

Author:P. G. Shriver
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Superhero Science Fiction
Publisher: P. G. Shriver
Published: 2020-04-15T00:00:00+00:00

John huddled among the shadows in the woods laying low until nightfall. He knew the force was on the lookout for him. His back against the well hidden trunk of a tree, he lowered his forehead to his knees and closed his eyes, the scent of the sun filtered woodland forcing a memory.

John stood on the edge of the trailer as it bounced through the rough patches of the hayfield. His best friend, Zeke, stood opposite him, a stupid grin on his sweaty face. The temperatures in North Texas had soared to near a hundred degrees. This would be the last cut of hay before the summer months dried the hayfield to a golden brown. This was their last paid job of the season.

“Man! You can’t be in love. You’re sixteen! You just want one thing. You know that’s why you feel that way!” Zeke shook his head at John’s counter argument before sending a shrill whistle to the pony-tailed brunette driving the truck, an indication for her to stop so they could load more hay bales onto the trailer.

Side by side bales brought the guys within earshot of each other. “Dude, I’m telling you… I am in love with her. I plan to marry that girl!”

John shook his head again, tossing the fifty pound bale of hay onto the trailer and moving to the other side of the trailer to lift another one. He tossed it up to Zeke, who had begun stacking the recent bales.

“Need some help?” The pretty brunette bounced out of the truck to pick up a bail even with the driver’s door. She dropped it at John’s feet for him to throw up. She was a beauty. John had to admit that. Her brown eyes were like chocolate and sparkled with mischief. She was slender, but wiry, strength in every curve of her muscles, and her curves were in all the right places. John could see why Zeke might “think” he was in love with her.

“Thanks,” John nodded. He tossed the bail up to Zeke, who stood speechless, mouth dogged as he stuttered a few mumbled words. John turned away from the girl, a sheepish grin on his face as he shook his head at his best friend. He mouthed the word, “Loser.”

“Uhm… Hey, Brandy! Would you… uhm, I mean…” Zeke stuttered.

Brandy tilted her head, shaded her eyes with her hand, and wrinkled her nose at Zeke. “I was thinking about grabbing some lunch and taking a swim when we finish here. Wanna join me?” Though her words fell innocently on Zeke’s ears, John caught all the mischief in her attempt to save Zeke from complete and utter failure of his request.

John turned to Brandy, a knowing smile playing on his face.

“Oh, you can come to, John… if you really want to.” Brandy emphasized the last phrase.

“Thanks, Brandy, but I’m pretty sure I have plans,” John declined.

Brandy winked at John as Zeke stood above looking silly, “Not me! I don’t have plans! Yeah, I could eat… and swim.

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