Short Fiction

Happy Story

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Howie and Margi grew up in the same neighborhood, both in big houses with big families, rather large nests, you might say, full of fun and simply full of life.

It was no surprise when Howie and Margi married and built their own little nest right in the same town where they grew up.

Before long, the two lovebirds decided to start a family and their nest grew and grew and grew.

Happy to be together as one big family, the children, Mary, Karen, Debbie, and Chuck were content with their lives and none were in a hurry to leave their nest.

One by one, each of the children became adults and went on with their lives and built their own kinds of nests, varied, but all with the spirit of happiness and hope.

Howie and Margi now have their own little nest with just the two of them and they are content that they built a great nest for all their family and look forward to an empty nest, once again.

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This is in response to the Six Sentence Story prompt by Denise. Please take a look and perhaps you can join.

poetry, Short Fiction

Don’t Take My Legend From Me

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An Acrostic

Letting go of all future concerns, it was difficult for Edward.

Edward had a heritage of hard-working family who instilled a work ethic.

Gently, Elaine helped Edward to his favorite resting chair so he could enjoy the sunbeams.

Even with plenty of love in place, supporting his every need, Edward felt sad.

Needing the help of others, Edward felt ashamed.

Determined to be the legend who wins, Edward set forth a plan.

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There you go! That’s my Six Sentence Story for this week. Thanks to Denise of Girlie on the Edge for faithfully providing these prompts and cheering us on. Won’t you join? Join us here

 

poetry, Short Fiction, short story

Refuse to Believe Anything But the Truth

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Relief was not for Beth, watching out the window, seeing nobody to help her.
Everybody had other things to do and, while she understood, her heart would ache.
Family and friends alike wished her well as she cared for her mother without staff.
Undermining comments were a source of disdain, coming from the critical milieu.
Simply ignoring this was not easy, but Beth refused such and stayed in focus.
Everybody came for show at the end of it all, Beth left with her own peace.

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I went with a double acrostic this time.

It’s that time again for Six Sentence Story. Thanks to Denise for her devotion to this and for encouraging us to challenge our brains.

Rules of the hop:
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
Come back here Thursday through Tuesday, link your post…
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers 🙂

PROMPT WORD: REFUSE

Go to this LINK to check in!

Short Fiction, short story

Cardinal Dreams – Six Sentence Story

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Gathering up his son’s clothes, tossed about the bedroom floor, Daniel looked at his slumbering son as he lay with his ball glove secured in hand and his signed baseball had rolled off onto the blanket. Hair tousled in rings of curls, Jeffrey slumbered away with little boy dreams.

It was not long before this night, that Daniel and Jeffrey were spectators at their very first St. Louis Cardinals baseball game., a dream realized when Jeffrey’s grandparents surprised him with the tickets on his birthday, Daniel was even more excited than Jeffrey and immediately made plans for the big event.

Quietly, Daniel lay all of Jeffrey’s clothes out for the next day, before leaving his room and preparing for his own day to come, packing lunches, paying bills, making sure there was nothing left undone before embarking on their journey.

“Batter, batter,” chanted by the fans, they expected Albert Pujols to hit a homer each time he stood, ready to give it his all, having watched him play, religiously, Daniel enlisted his sidekick, Jeffrey, as part of the fan base of their home.

Falling into a deep sleep, partly from exhaustion and partly from having it all to do, Daniel drifted into a dream state, deeper than he had known in a long time, perhaps since she was by his side, before, well, before, she drifted off and didn’t wake up; Daniel dreamed that he was sitting at Busch Stadium, Tiffany by his side and Daniel on her lap, watching the pre-game activities, he looked in her eyes and grinned, bouncing Jeffrey on her knee, Tiffany smiled back, winking and then looked at their son as he babbled in baby talk, having a gleeful time.

Waking from his sleep, Daniel wiped the tears from his eyes, then got up to check on Jeffrey, who was still soundly sleeping; Placing his hand on his son’s warm head, he said a prayer and went back to bed, thinking about that wink and how someday he would find her again by his side.

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There you have it, the Six Sentence Story, thanks to the devotion of Denise as she provides the weekly prompt and makes sure we have a place to share our stories. Thanks so much to her. If you wish to participate, go to this LINK

Rules of the hop:
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
Come back here on Thursday, link your post…
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers 🙂

PROMPT WORD:  CARDINAL

 

Short Fiction, short story

Zoned Out and In – Six Sentence Story

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Clarence Charleston zoned out when the teacher told the class they would have to place their pencils on their desks as time was up.
Taking up the test papers, the teacher looked at Clarence’s blank paper, other than his name, and sighed.
Clancy Charleston looked at his son and shrugged his shoulders, “he takes after me, I s’pose,” he said to Mrs. Darling, Clarence’s teacher, who observed both Mr. Charleston and his son were shifting in their seats and blushing.
Mrs. Darling looked at father and son and spoke of their resemblance, how their features were so much alike and it’s only natural that they would have some of the same styles, so, “why don’t we look at some programs to put the two of you together so Clarence can learn more about writing, Mr. Charleston, and I would love to see the two of you come back in, let’s say, six weeks.”
Looking up at Mrs. Darling, Mr. Charleston nudged Clarence with his elbow, “hey, son, let’s think about this one, okay, ‘cause Mrs. Darling believes in you, so what do you have to say about it?”
“Sounds to me like we could get in the right zone for sure, pop, let’s do this and thanks Mrs. Darling.”
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There you have it! This is my Six Sentence Story for the week. Want to join? Go to this LINK

Rules of the hop:
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
Come back here on Thursday, link your post…
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers 🙂

PROMPT WORD:  ZONE