The characterisation of Lola is coming along nicely thanks to my photo’s collected in 2016 and a recent tweet in 2017.
Here is a snippet:
“It’s a little like how you think of me isn’t it: Flat! And the likableness is purely forced.”
“That’s in your own head! I never said it. The words, you create are in your own mind.”
“I don’t think so, you say whatever you want, to be a people pleaser, but it doesn’t wash with me?”
“Lola, I really do like you, there is no force in it, if, I could change the past I would if I could! But, even then, even if we could do that? What about the present? Would that change?”
“Kind of! When you change the past, it creates a new formation of gas bubbles in a liquid-chemical-reaction. It’s a little like changing a scene in a film, or a single word, it can change how the future reacts.”
“Are you saying you can change the past?”
“No, not me, but he can! He’s done it before, and it’s usually the case, when each dimension shifts, there is often a fault-sign and that indicates re-fermentation in the bottle!”
“You sound like a thesaurus explaining effervescence. In the bottle, what are you saying? Earth is in a bottle!”
“You’ve so much to learn. No! More so a vacuum.”
“Well, why not say vacuum, instead of bottle?”
“Why do you take everything so literally?”
“It was my job!”
Lola, did look very pretty in her red dress, she had plans, but they were going to have to wait. She reached up and pulled a glass-bottle tinted-purple, down from the wooden shelf. Dusting it, she read the label, then paused, standing quite still.
She closed her eyes and sighed as the lid was undone.
Thank you for reading. Let me know if you wanted to read on?