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Welcome Home

April 2, 2021 Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld

Welcome Home

Shandy completed the last leg of her drive to Burlington, Iowa with a spark of enthusiasm edged with nerves gnawing at her gut, worried she would be imposing on her aunt, although she was reassured many times that it was okay with her aunt, she was still nervous, so she put it to the universe to make it all right.

Pulling into Aunt Cherri’s alley to her house on South Central Avenue, the familiar charms of her aunt welcome her before even seeing her aunt. The garden was bursting with flowers, tulips were popping in colors of red and yellow. Marigolds edged the walkway to the back porch, where Candy, the prized German Shepherd waited, part guarding her domain, part welcoming old friends, and Shandy met the latter qualifications, which she knew when Candy licked her hand while she gently petted Candy under her chin.

Looking up, Shandy saw her sweet Aunt Cherri and they met with an embrace which said Welcome Home and Shandy smiled, with tears rolling into the crevices of her grin, and as she looked at her aunt, she realized they were two blubbering ladies, happy to see each other, and any doubts Shandy had were dissolved in those tears, hearts wrapping around each other as souls met as never forgotten friends.

“Let me show you your room and the workings of things around here,” Aunt Cherri, always one for organization, wanted to be certain that Shandy felt immediately at home, “I made a place for your clothes and your gear and other stuff, and I want you to know, right here and now, that this is your home, too, no ifs ands or buts about it, end of conversation.”

“Aunt Cherri, have I told you lately how much I love and appreciate you,” Shandy stated, “You are the ray of sunshine I’ve needed in this life and you always have warmed my heart.”

“Aww, Shandy, dear, you are the light in my life, I am just an old woman with too much space and it gets lonely at times, so it will be good to have you here, you know, someone to talk to and care for, not too much, though, I don’t want to crowd you, but I have been looking forward to this,” and with that, Shandy knew she was welcomed home.

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This is my installment of the Six Sentence Story for this week. The prompt word was GEAR. Would you like to see more of the stores such talented folks have submitted? Go to this LINK provided by Denise, our dedicated host. Thanks to Denise for keeping us going.

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Swept Away

September 27, 2020September 27, 2020 Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld

Swept Away

Dudley French was a mediocre salesman, working for the brush and broom company, known as Schwepp’s Brush and Broom. Not that it mattered since he was one of very few salespersons still left with the company. Thirty years of door to door selling were behind Dudley; and more and more sales were generated through the internet.

It was just the other day when Dudley was called into his boss’s office when he heard the words her would never forget.

In a volume so low, Dudley strained to hear, his boss, Sherman Schwepp, Jr. stated, “French you swept me away when you were young, but now I am giving you your final pay check, it’s time to retire.”

Dudley looked down and then up, took the broom and swept the office floor, smiled at his to be former boss, and said, “thank you for not firing me, and if you ever want to have coffee, just give me a call,” to which Schwepp nodded, his throat too full for him to speak.

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This is my Six Sentence Story for this week. Would you like to submit? Just go to:

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Reclaiming

August 31, 2020 Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld

Reclaiming

Twisting jeweled cuffs over knuckles,

silky knot loosely skimming cleavage.

Gathering, clasping silver sparkled strands,

gracefully dabbing her beaded forehead.

Scrutinizing mirrored reflections,

slipping into glistening peds, then rising.

Grasping cool marble, steadying her walker.

Gliding slowly, halting, gasping.

Long estranged, eyes locked,

sparks of youth flaming as shadows pass.

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This is a combined prompt response:

Six Sentence Story completed in the form of a poem, using the prompt word “twist.”

Living Poetry Monday prompt “write an extraneous poem.”

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Showered with Love

July 31, 2020 Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld

Showered With Love

She loves her children more than life itself

Hugging them each day when they wake

Owning up to what it means to be a mom

Words of wisdom researched and imparted

Extra helpings of confidence builders

Resulting in children showered with love

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There you have it! This is my Six Sentence Story – which I put in the form of an acrostic poem – for this week. Check out the other stories and join in by going to this LINK

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Hole in One

July 24, 2020July 25, 2020 Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld

Jiminy heard a crash coming from the front of the house; having a hunch, it was his friend, up to no good, he hopped up and checked. Sure enough, there stood the little boy with tears rolling down his cheeks. “I didn’t mean to knock it over,” Perry cried, “I was just practicing my putting and got carried away.”

“Well, look there, little man, there at the cup, in all the excitement, you made a successful putt.”

“Y-y-you mean you aren’t mad at me?”

“Aww it’s one of those things and you just clean up the vase and let’s call it a done deal.”

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There you have it! This is my Six Sentence Story for this week in response to the prompt work “Hunch.” Would you like to see what lovely stories to read this week? Go to this Link.