Three days. It had been three days since they delivered the box. Technically, three days, four hours, and 37 minutes. But who’s counting. She knew he was there. The gate squeaked. It had been over two weeks since he’d left. Technically 15 days, three hours, and 22 minutes. But who’s counting. Or 14 days, 21… Continue reading Who’s Counting
“If only there were more.” “More what Aunt Karen?” Glaring out the window, she pressed record before declaring “More people like me. Patriotic citizens. People who care about what’s happening to this country.” “He’s just cleaning the windows. Why are you recording him?” I hadn’t seen her in years but I steeled myself for the… Continue reading Karen v. Karen
“Five hundred bucks! You can’t spend that much money on a balloon! It’s crazy.” “It’s our anniversary babe. No expense spared. Plus I had some money put back. Don’t worry. We’re golden.” It had only been a month but she’d see. It would be perfect! Then she’d say yes. We’d be together forever. I… Continue reading Up Up & Away
no more comic books or picturing his first shave no more sneaking drinks or pretending not to hear two ten main street is no more Thanks to Fandango for the thought-provoking photo. It reminded me of the sad Covid-19 reality that some things may never come back. Not sure why my mind went to barbershops, but… Continue reading his first barber
Virtuosity Denied by trepidation Solitary snare Our challenge is to write a six-word story based on the word prompt of “spider.” My contribution is a story AND a haiku. Check out the Saturday Six Word Story prompt for more stories and the rules of the game.
The view looked like some kind of soulless painting. Beautiful but no signs of life. She used to know the names for artistic stuff like that. Photorealistic, maybe? Hell. It was all apocalyptic now. Unexpectedly, tears blurred her vision. She thought her grief had run its course but seeing those empty chairs. So expectant. So… Continue reading after now
Smoke. Strong coffee. The sweet grassy smell of evaporating dew. Birds singing as the sun rose. That delicious sense of freedom. And quiet. Not knowing where she’d be tomorrow. Relishing her role as momma’s “little nomad.” A tiny but furious voice interrupted her reverie. “No! Mad!” Shaking off the past, she turned to now.… Continue reading No! Mad!
Frustrated, Jane muted the tv and glared at her roommates. Returning Jane’s glare, Peter lit up a joint and took a deep hit before blowing the smoke directly into her face. “Damn it! Pete. You know I’ve got a Zoom meeting.” “Not my problem. Shield your face. Wear one of those damn masks you keep… Continue reading Whatever Gets You Through the Night. It’s Alright.
Seeking continuity during this crisis, Sue was determined to continue to “dress for success.” This madness lasted only until she discovered the true joy of not wearing a bra. Now, success has a new meaning. Thanks to Sammi's Scribbles for the challenge to write about "continuity" in 35 words.
“That’s effing awesome!” “Language.” “But ma. The diner car is up in the air.” Resisting the temptation to go easy, she suppressed a smile. “Don’t ‘but ma’ me young man. I’m tired and you know your dad doesn’t have any patience for your stories. Get your book. It’s math time.” “But ma!” “No buts!… Continue reading Day Three