Thursday, May 4, 2017
Dinner time
The day had been spent trussing and trimming, primping and pandering. As the sun set in the West, the candles were lit. The iridescent glow from candlelight cast an uneven shine against the bone china and silver flatware. The only sound that could be heard was the ticking of the clock on the mantle. The phone ringing shattered the silence. Listening to the news the first thought that went through her mind was, "The chicken is ruined."
Tuesday, May 2, 2017
Where or where
Thursday, April 27, 2017
Well
"Well done!" The words rang like crystal to his ears. It had been such a long time since anyone had said anything to him, forget anything nice. It didn't really matter what it was for. The accolades were appreciated. "Well done!"
Thursday, April 20, 2017
Time worn
Joining the gang for Six Sentence Stories where this week's prompt is Question
The weather worn tattered curtains blew in the gentle breeze as it entered through the open window spilling over the back of the lovingly worn couch. The once white lace that rested on the arms had turned into a murky putty color years earlier. Upon the floor lay the lovingly made hand rug from bygone times. The clanging of the pewter dishes could be heard coming from the kitchen as she slowly put them away. Glancing through the open space she caught a glimpse just before the door popped open. "Can I ask you a question?"
The weather worn tattered curtains blew in the gentle breeze as it entered through the open window spilling over the back of the lovingly worn couch. The once white lace that rested on the arms had turned into a murky putty color years earlier. Upon the floor lay the lovingly made hand rug from bygone times. The clanging of the pewter dishes could be heard coming from the kitchen as she slowly put them away. Glancing through the open space she caught a glimpse just before the door popped open. "Can I ask you a question?"
Tuesday, April 18, 2017
Tunics
Thursday, April 13, 2017
Open wide
Joining the gang for Six Sentence Stories where this week's prompt is Key
Judy slid her hand inside just to make sure that it was still there. She felt the sharp edges and felt somewhat reassured. It had been a long day and there was still much to get done. The truck had to be returned and she wished for nothing more than a hot shower. Hailing a cab she gave him the address with a bit of elation. Walking up the steps she slid the key into her brand new home.
Judy slid her hand inside just to make sure that it was still there. She felt the sharp edges and felt somewhat reassured. It had been a long day and there was still much to get done. The truck had to be returned and she wished for nothing more than a hot shower. Hailing a cab she gave him the address with a bit of elation. Walking up the steps she slid the key into her brand new home.
Tuesday, April 11, 2017
ten year old me
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