It was Christmas Eve, and I fidgeted as lightning flashed and rain poured, spelling a potential end to our pageant. The wind howled, and one could windsurf through the streets, covered in armor of helmet and knee guards, of course. Eileen had her tambourine out because we planned to sing loudly and fervently next to the Nativity scene at church. Afterwards, we would serve hot cross buns and mulled apple cider. Everyone was welcome to come in attractive pajamas; no need for glossy outfits. Hallelujah, the storm passed in time for the festivities. We raved afterwards for the Christmas miracle.
Written for Can You Tell A Stry In? #318 from Esther Chilton. The ten prompts are italicized, and we were limited to 100 words!. Ragtag Daily Prompt is Pageant. Fandango’s One Word Challenge prompt is Rave.
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A really lovely story with those words 🥰
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What a wonderful use of all the prompts Regina. A lovely constructed story
Thanks for joining in Ragtag 😀
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