• The Will

    The Will

    March 26, 2020

    This week at Friday Fictioneers, Rochelle Wiseoff-Fields has chosen the image above by Jeff Arnold as our writing prompt.


    When her Aunt Mia passed away, Cara was surprised to learn that she had been included in the will.  She’d seldom seen her aunt and didn’t feel as though she even knew her.

    When the box arrived, Cara ripped it open to find the old typewriter with a letter wrapped around its roller. Cara snatched it out.

    My Dearest Cara,

    I’m sorry but it’s time you knew the truth. Brace yourself. I am your real mother. The woman who raised you was my eldest sister. You will be pleased to know that your deadbeat rascal of a father is Ja—

     

     

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  • A Star

    A Star

    March 23, 2020

    It’s Quadrille Monday over at the dVerse Poets Pub! Our writing prompt is Magic. Exactly 44 words.


    A roomful
    of people or
    even a nightclub
    when you looked at me
    and grinned
    that crooked grin
    Poof!
    the world disappeared.

    Just you and me.

    Sometimes that magic still happens
    when I gaze at the midnight sky
    and wonder

    which star is you.

     

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  • Eighth Grade

    Eighth Grade

    March 22, 2020

    Today’s writing prompt at Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie is Make a Wish.

     


    So, I was walking along the same old dirt road I walked every day to wait for the school bus, thinking about how much I hated school. It was stupid. I wasn’t good at it, nor was I interested in any of the subjects. Eight years of school ought to be enough. I could read, write, and do simple math. What more did a girl need? I was gonna marry Bobby Sanchez from 10th grade anyway, and he already had a job at Burger King. I was all set!

     

    And that’s when I saw it from the corner of my eye: a glint of gold in the sunlight. I walked over to investigate and it was one of those magic lamp things like on I Dream of Jeannie. I picked it up and looked around. Not sure what I was looking for but that’s what people do when they find something cool. Next, I started rubbing it, hoping some smoke and a genie would come out.

     

    Sure enough, after a few minutes that’s exactly what happened! After the smoke cleared, the genie said I could have three wishes.

    Hmmm… I thought for a minute and blurted out wish number one: I wished I’d never have to go to school again, ever!

    The genie made some kind of magic sign with his hands and said, “It is done. What else you want?”

    “Ummm….. I know! A set a fake fingernails with lavender nail polish on them.”

    See, my mom absolutely would not let me buy or wear fake fingernails, and I wanted them more than anything!

    “Okay,” the genie shrugged. And BOOM! suddenly I had ten beautiful lavender nails!

    Then the genie asked what I wanted for my final wish.

    I was sort of hungry so I asked for a package of Twinkies. In a puff of smoke, the genie was gone and a package of Twinkies was in my hand.

    Now what?

    Twenty years later I have an 8th grade education, three kids and no husband. Bobby turned out to be a jerk although he still works at Burger King. I live in a dump and I’m on welfare. The fake fingernails fell off after two weeks.

    Those Twinkies were delicious, though.

    At least I made one right choice.

     

     

     

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  • Partially Woke

    Partially Woke

    March 22, 2020

    It’s time for the Sunday Whirl. The writing prompts for Wordle #448 are below.


    “Aw, c’mon baby,” Collin whined. “Lemme hug your face.”

    “My face is a restricted area, dimwit, and so is the rest of me,” Lauralie explained. “Keep your distance.”

    “What are you talking about?”

    “Don’t you watch the news, or read the paper, or anything…”?”

    “Nope! Collin shook his head. “The cult I belong to doesn’t allow such things.

    “A cult? Lauralie gaped. “You belong to a cult?

    “Yeah, but it’s just my parents, my sister and me. We’re a ‘homegrown cult.’” he explained. “We call ourselves “The Family.”

    “How original!” she laughed. “But seriously, these are strange times we’re living in. You better get woke to the Coronavirus before the city ends up in lockdown.”

    “Don’t worry. I wash my hands once in a while.”

    “Yeah, but for how long? Do you count to twenty or sing Happy Birthday while you’re washing them?”

    “Better than that. I sing Stairway to Heaven by Led Zeppelin.” Collin beamed with pride.

    “Yeah, right.” Lauralie rolled her eyes. “Let me ask you something: Why do you want to hug my face, anway?”

    “Duh? Don’t you know kissing spreads germs?”

     

     

     

     

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  • Muddled to Perfection

    Muddled to Perfection

    March 21, 2020

     


    When the bartender was finished, Jimmy’s Buffalo Trace Old Fashioned was as muddled as his mind.

     

     

    SusanWritesPrecise
    Yelp.com

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