Another Exciting Prompt Friday!
What crazy can I come up with this week? Read on to find out.
What if someone needed to learn a lesson? How far would you go?
Friday, October 30, 2026
Marvelle’s Shop-N-Go
382 Anchor Street
Marvelle, New Jersey
Ivan Yohan looked back over his shoulder as he put the groceries into the trunk. He closed the trunk. Before he got behind the wheel, he scanned the parking lot. Who was out there?
He fumbled for his keys, hurried into the car, buckled up, and sped out.
Indiaa Jaimez replayed the look on Ivan’s face as he scanned the parking lot, her phone in her hand. He looked like he was going to wet his pants. She couldn’t help but laugh. This was going to be fun. She’d never thought of doing anything like this before. It was a necessity.
***
Indiaa hurried through the door, turned off the alarm, and then reactivated it. It was 7 o’clock. Her Live was starting at 7:30 p.m. The meeting with her client had run late. She tossed her keys in the bowl by the door, removed her shoes, and put them in the rack. She hung her jacket in the closet. Indiaa walked across the room barefoot.
She went to the bathroom, relieved herself, washed her hands, and exited. Indiaa reached her office and sat down. Her equipment was already set up. She placed her phone on the tripod.
She leaned back in the chair to catch her breath. She smiled. It was going to be an exciting Live tonight. She hoped her followers and clients were just as excited as she was. She drank a few sips of water. She went on Facebook Live and prepared. She had notes next to the tripod. She pressed Live.
“Hello, my beauties. Happy Friday, all. I am happy to announce that Mr. Rivers is letting us rent the building for a month. Thanks for everyone’s support. I am going to push for another month, so fingers crossed. If you haven’t signed up your business, please do so by the end of next week. My team and I need a final head count.”
“For those who just joined, I am Indiaa Jaimez, a Business Consultant. I help businesses get started, secure funding, and maintain their operations. This Live is about a month-long summit. Every week, there will be activities that must be completed. If interested, please click my video at the top right of the screen.”
“This Summit will be great for networking with other businesses. We will be having investors there. So please bring your A game. For those who signed up, a packet will be mailed to you. It provides your homework for the next four weeks. Please complete it because it will help you secure funding.”
The Live went on for another hour and then ended.
***
Sunday, November 1, 2026
Marvelle’s Library
90 Cursive Road
Marvelle, New Jersey
Indiaa kept at least three car lengths behind Ivan. He pulled into the parking lot of the library. He got out of his car and walked in. Indiaa waited a few minutes before she followed him into the library. When she arrived, kids were waiting in a circle. A few kids were hugging Ivan. He then took a seat in the middle of the circle. The book was in his hand.
He quieted the children who were talking. They looked at him with admiration. They were ready for the book. He began reading to them. He read with such enthusiasm, exciting the children at just the right moment. When he finished, the children clapped and cheered.
“Read another!” shouted a little blonde boy.
“Okay,” he said with a smile. “Just one more.” He gave the little boy a wink.
He was the last person she had ever thought would be reading to kids. He was animated, and the kids clearly loved how he read. They admired and looked up to him. She guessed that was what helped him blend in. They didn’t know who he really was. One day they’d find out.
She watched him begin one last book but left before he finished. She waited in the car. Later, he came out of the library. He stood there for a few seconds, scanning the parking lot. He balled up his fists and walked to his car and got in.
Indiaa waited until he exited the parking lot and then followed.
***
Ivan entered his house and flicked on the light. He gasped as he took in the living room. Two lamps were broken; his sofa and loveseat were shredded, stuffing spilling out. His record collection was in pieces. His TV had a hole in it. On the wall where the sofa was, a message in red: “Some lessons are learned the hard way.”
He stalked over into the kitchen. He had enough of this woman. She needed to be dealt with. He retrieved his knife from his pocket. He pressed the latch, and the knife stood up at attention. He always admired the craftsmanship of a knife. Now he would enjoy seeing it stained with her blood.
***
Indiaa lay in bed pretending to be asleep. She knew he’d come for her. She was ready this time. Despite the carpet, the hardwood floor underneath squeaked. She could have replaced it, but it provided comfort; if the security system was compromised, the floorboard was her alarm. In this instance, he compromised her system.
He continued toward the bed. He slid the knife from his pocket. Moonlight hit the blade and reflected on her face. She listened for his breathing to pinpoint how close he was. He let out a deep breath. He was close enough. Indiaa threw back the cover and dived on him. The knife went flying. She got on his back as he tried to crawl away.
He thrust his elbow, but she blocked it on reflex, and she rolled onto her back. She then grabbed him by the neck, but this time his elbow clipped her on the jaw and knocked her off him. She was dazed for a few seconds. He searched for the knife but couldn’t find it in the dark. He wrapped his large hands around her neck and squeezed.
He wanted to feel the life drain from her.
She raised her left arm and half-turned, elbowing him in the face. He rolled onto the carpet. Before he could do anything, she swung her leg and trapped his neck between both of her legs. He struggled against her.
He kept tapping her leg, signaling for release. She didn’t. He slowly stopped tapping. His breathing grew shallow as his energy drained.
She inhaled. “You shouldn’t have followed me.”
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