Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest, 2014

Romance Category, Runner-up http://www.bulwer-lytton.com/2014win.html

Raoul's deep slate eyes sucked Natalie in, and there she remained lodged like the wadded knee-hi clogging the tube of her Hoover Electrosuction Model 612 that once belonged to her grandmother, or some other dead relative, its vacuum bag so overstuffed with gunk, shed skin cells, and insect exoskeletons it nearly exploded like Natalie’s heart bursting with love for Raoul.