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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 2 – Intermediate)
Topic: Lock (03/06/06)

TITLE: Twisted Locks of Love
By Shari Armstrong


He watched her as she slept. If she weren’t so beautiful, he’d be tempted to throw her out of his life. Her constant nagging was becoming tiresome. Oh, she was so beautiful. But, he’d known many beauties in his life, was she really any more beautiful than them?

She stirred, but didn’t wake. He smiled, rolled over and went to sleep.

* * * * * *

The next evening, he came home to find her waiting with a fine meal and a new jug of wine. “You know I can’t have any of that.”

”What harm would just a little wine do?” Her smile was more intoxicating than the drink.

He sat and began to eat.

She snuggled up close to him, running a finger along the length of his arm. “You are so strong. What is your secret? What makes you so much stronger?”

He laughed, and then whispered, “If I’m tied with seven green bow strings, I’ll be just like all the other men.”

“So simple.” She whispered, as she cleared the table. “Now rest, I’ll take care of this.”

* * * * * *

“Shh, he’ll hear you.” She took the strings from the men, and showed them where to hide. She gently wrapped the strings around him and tied them, without waking him. She slipped into her place beside him, “Samson! The Philistines are here!”

He sat up, and the strings fell off him.


* * * * * *

He awoke the next night, and felt ropes around him. Again he broke the ropes off, as if they were threads. He could feel her eyes boring through him. He laughed.

“How can you say you love me, if you keep telling me lies? You are just making fun of me.” She softened her voice, “If you love me, you’ll tell me how you can be bound.”

He sighed, “If you braid seven locks of my hair into the web of your loom, I will lose my strength.”

* * * * * *

Again, she followed his directions, and called out that the Philistines were there.

Not only did he still have his strength when he sat up, he pulled the loom apart with his hair.

“You are a liar! How can you say you love me if you can’t share your secret with me?”

* * * * * *

For days, she nagged him. He felt as if he would die if he had to hear another word from her lovely mouth.

“Enough. I have never allowed my hair to be cut since I was born. If my hair is shaved off, I will become weak.”

She smiled and wrapped her arms around him.

* * * * * *

While he was gone, she called for the men to come yet again, and she told them what needed to be done. She took their gold and waited for him to come home to her.

* * * * * *

That night, she lulled him to sleep with his head in her lap. After he was asleep, she called to one of the men to come to her. She watched as the seven locks she had braided just nights before fell to the floor, one by one.

Based on Judges 16

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Edy T Johnson 03/13/06
A very neat twist on the lock assignment, you managed to keep my attention with your writing, even though we know how the story ends. Good job!
Helen Paynter03/13/06
Great! I've often wondered why Sampson finally told her his secret, when she'd patently betrayed him twice before. Now I know - she was a nag! Thank you for this well-written story.
Naomi Deutekom03/13/06
I have never understood how Samson could be fooled by Delilah after she had already tried to take his strength in so many ways. Good job!
Jessica Schmit03/14/06
You wrote this extremely well. Nice take on the topic!
Jan Ackerson 03/15/06
Very neatly written, with some delicious irony in the title.
Kate Wells03/16/06
Yep...loose lips sink ships!
Good job... Kate~
Pat Guy 03/16/06
You did a really good job on this - but I still don't understand why he couldn't see through her! Was he that dense or just so easily seduced?

Yes - well written account!

T. F. Chezum03/16/06
This is a well written story. Good job.
Linda Watson Owen03/17/06
Oh, great job, Shari!! You got in all those important details that I passed over in mine! Samson's locks were just too irresistable for us writers to ignore weren't they! LOL! I really like this one!
Suzanne R03/19/06
I love your title. 750 words isn't many, but you've fitted a lot in - a great read - well done.