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As My Mind Wanders

CCC #103

Beneath the rubble I could see bricks peeking through and my mind began to wander

Was there more underneath?

Perhaps an entire home was buried here

Who had lived here?

What had happened?

Perhaps it was an earthquake that rumbled years ago

Had the people survived?

Were their souls lingering here amongst the bricks buried beneath?

Written for Crimson’s Creative Challenge #103.

Wordle #206 – A Bad Fall

Ineffable
Vale- the world, or mortal or earthly life
Summit
Boots
Ankle
Wet
Grey
Pain
Reflect
Walk
Pine Needles
Extend

Written for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Wordle #206

Her boots were wet and had more than likely caused her to fall while walking down the summit. The pain was ineffable, and she was sure she had broken her ankle.

Laying on a bed of pine needles Laura looked up at the sky that was quickly turning grey. A storm was on the horizon.

Thinking she’d be left out here in the wild to die Laura tried to move. Slowly she made it a few feet closer to a tree she thought she would use to stand up. Extending her arm to the trunk of the tree and grabbing hold she dragged herself closer. With all her might she stood up.

Reflecting to her medical training she lightly tried to put a bit of weight on the injured ankle. Screaming out in pain she knew walking was not an option. Laura prayed that someone would find her before she died here in the vale.

First Flight

It was all set, soon we would become empty nesters. It was sad to see them leave, and I knew we would miss them, but they had to go and start new lives and families of their own. I am sure we would see them from time to time and for visits on birthdays and holidays.

One bright sunny July morning we all woke up and I knew it was the day to teach the little ones how to fly.

Okay kids it’s flying day and we’re all going to go together. Watch what I do and follow me.

© Susan Zutautas 2020

Written for a flash fiction challenge over at Carrot Ranch.

 In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story about a first flight. It can be anything or anyone that flies. What is significant about the first? Go where the prompt leads!

Happy to Have Two – Six Sentence Story

The following was written for a challenge called #SixSentenceStoryover at Denise’s. This week’s prompt word is “Hunch”.

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Everything was ready, salads were made, veggies ready to cook, table set, and wine chilling. All that was left to do was barbeque the ribs and cook the veggies.

After going outside to start the grill I came back into the kitchen to season the ribs and to get my BBQ sauce and tools ready to go.

This was to be the first family meal since COVID started and I was looking forward to seeing everyone.

Halfway through cooking the ribs, the gas ran out. I had a hunch this was going to happen and so happy that I’d filled a second tank.

Guilty or Innocent Part – 15

The following was written for a challenge called #SixSentenceStoryover at Denise’s. This week’s prompt word is “Thumb”.
My story is ongoing and I began writing it on March 18th. It is about a boy by the name of Pete Patterson. During a random locker check a bag of pot was found in Pete’s locker. If you’d like to read this from the beginning, it starts here.

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While Jane waited for Emma to arrive at the coffee shop, she had a feeling that Emma would shed some light on this dilemma but couldn’t quite put her thumb on what exactly it would be.

Emma arrived, said hi to Jane, sat down, and ordered a tea.

Jane started the conversation getting right to the point, no need to pussyfoot around. “Do you have any idea why Principal Taylor is beating around the bush and needs to have your permission to discuss anything further with us?”

“Jane, I’ll be quite honest with you, over the last few years, Sam has been having behavioral problems and has just started therapy so that is the reason Mr. Taylor feels he needs permission from us to talk to you. I’m pretty sure it was Sam that planted the baggie of leaves in Pete’s locker, but he refuses to take responsibility for it.”

Continue on? I’ll let your guys decide.

 

 

Guilty or Innocent – Part 14

The following was written for a challenge called #SixSentenceStory over at Denise’s. This week’s prompt word is “Iron”.
My story is ongoing and I began writing it on March 18th. It is about a boy by the name of Pete Patterson. During a random locker check a bag of pot was found in Pete’s locker. If you’d like to read this from the beginning, it starts here.

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Image by elizabethaferry from Pixabay

Once in the car Jane said, “I’m going to call Emma tonight and see what she has to say about all of this.”

“Do you think that’s a good idea dear, maybe we should hold off until Taylor speaks to them again.”

“No, I have an iron in the fire, and you know once I have a plan in mind, I’m going follow it through.”

After dinner was over Jane proceeded to call Emma and decided she’d ask her to meet for coffee the following day. Emma was a little hesitant but, in the end, agreed to meet with Jane. Hopefully, between the two of them, they just might get things resolved on their own.

To be continued …

Guilty or Innocent – Part 13

The following was written for a challenge called #SixSentenceStory over at Denise’s. This week’s prompt word is “Therapy”.
My story is ongoing and I began writing it on March 18th. It is about a boy by the name of Pete Patterson. During a random locker check a bag of pot was found in Pete’s locker. If you’d like to read this from the beginning, it starts here.

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“I’m not at liberty to say.”

Pete’s dad’s blood was starting to boil, “What the hell is that supposed to mean?”

“In order for me to answer you, I will have to get the Wilkinson’s permission first.”

“Oh my God this is turning into a three-ring circus and I’m getting sick of this. If we do not get answers soon, you will need therapy!”

Taylor looked a little piqued and took this as a threat.

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“Now, now, let’s not, let’s not, be like that, we can surely rectify this matter, it’s just going to take a little more time is all. No one is going to need therapy. How about everyone go home, for now, I’ll talk again to the Wilkinson’s, and hopefully, we can get this all sorted out. I’ll have my secretary call you and we can set up another appointment and talk.”

“The sooner the better.” Pete’s dad said and headed towards the door.

As the Patterson’s were leaving Jane decided she’d call Emma Wilkinson and see if she could find anything out.

To be continued …

 

Guilty or Innocent – Part 12

The following was written for a challenge called #SixSentenceStory over at Denise’s. This week’s prompt word is “Passion”.
My story is ongoing and I began writing it on March 18th. It is about a boy by the name of Pete Patterson. During a random locker check a bag of pot was found in Pete’s locker. If you’d like to read this from the beginning, it starts here.

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Mr. Taylor sat there with an incredulous look not answering Jane.

“Where would my son even get such leaves, they sure don’t grow around here,” chimed in Pete’s dad who was from the southern part of the USA.

“Sam was in Texas visiting his grandparents during spring break with his parents and could have easily brought the leaves back,” said Jane.

“Hmm, I see, said Mr. Taylor as he tapped the notepad in front of him with his pen. I do not want to bother the Wilkinson’s about this matter again but …”

“But what!” Pete’s dad said with no passion whatsoever.

 

To be continued …

Guilty or Innocent – Part 11

The following was written for a challenge called #SixSentenceStory over at Denise’s. This week’s prompt word is “Right”.

My story is ongoing and I began writing it on March 18th. It is about a boy by the name of Pete Patterson. During a random locker check a bag of pot was found in Pete’s locker. If you’d like to read this from the beginning, it starts here.

 

Image by elizabethaferry from Pixabay

 

“Right! Of course, he had no idea what you were talking about, what little hoodlum is going to admit to something like this, Pete’s dad said, feeling his blood pressure rise. Can we just get to the results of the test you had done?”

You’ll be happy to know that the plant in question was not marijuana, it is Texas Star Hibiscus, which looks quite similar to pot. Taylor continued on saying, now Pete, what were you planning on doing with this bag of Texas Star Hibiscus?”

Jane then stood up, Oh my God, you have to be kidding, you actually think that this still belongs to my son!”

 

To be continued …

Guilty or Innocent – Part Ten

The following was written in response to a blog hop called Six Sentence Story over at Denise’s. This week’s prompt word: “Eternal”.

 

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It was now Tuesday afternoon and outside Taylor’s office sat Pete with his parents. Pete somewhat felt better having his dad with him, fantasizing that he was his eternal secret weapon.

Taylor finally emerged out of his office at 4pm, “Sorry folks, I was on a conference call, please come in and have a seat, this won’t take very long.” After everyone was seated Taylor started off saying, “I had the pot in question tested over the weekend … (Pete’s dad thinking … ya, right, you probably tried to smoke it yourself) and just now got the results back.”

Pete’s dad was becoming impatient by this point (he knew Taylor from his own high school days and found him quite irritating) and spoke up, “Spit it out, what were the results of the test?”

“Now, now don’t get upset George, I’ll get to that, but first I wanted to let you know that I did talk to Sam and his parents this morning, and Sam has no idea what I was talking about.”

To be continued …

My story is ongoing and I began writing it on March 18th. It is about a boy by the name of Pete Patterson. During a random locker check a bag of pot was found in Pete’s locker. If you’d like to read this from the beginning, it starts here.