Photo by Kalhh at Pixabay.com Kathie hated visiting Aunt Betsy's house. It was the only time she had "accidents" in the night. Mother told her that her cousins weren't afraid to go to the outhouse. Kathie responded, "Mother, the ghosts know them, but they don't know me. Who lives in a cemetery, anyway?" (275 characters)... Continue Reading →
Photo from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie for First Line Friday. He came down from the mountains as autumn aged, before the paths could pile with snow and the bridges bowed with ice. He had needed time away from people, even well-meaning ones like his family. They wanted to help him grieve the loss of his dear Molly,... Continue Reading →
Uncertainty strong, she fled the altar! Written for the Saturday Six-Word Story Prompt from My Random Ramblings. The prompt for today is Uncertain.
My daughter, Jan, had a crush on little Bobby Bird, who lives down the street. They attend the same school. I caught her trying to write him a letter, and I realized the seriousness of her infatuation by the copious sheets of balled up paper in the wastebasket. I said to her, "Jan, darling, you... Continue Reading →
Photo from Pexels at Pixabay,com What do I say to her? I want her to love me again, but the right words just won't come. The pen seems permanently suspended off the sheet of paper. You know, it's ironic that I didn't lack words when I was calling her ugly names and falsely accusing her... Continue Reading →
Katie knew that her mother thought she was doing what was right for her precious daughter. But, she wrapped Katie in a bubble of fear, not allowing her to experience the real world, unlike the other children playing outside their windows. Some days, Katie wanted to scream at her mother to let her go outside... Continue Reading →
I saw the deer as they entered the backyard. I always get such a thrill to see the whole family romping together. I wanted to get a shot of them as they grazed on the hedgerows around the side of the house. I grabbed my phone and ran out the back door. I had not... Continue Reading →
I opened the door to persistent knocking, unable to believe that anyone in the town hadn't heard about the cancellation of the festivities to benefit the orphanage. There was a heavy thunderstorm, the wind snorted outside, rattling my windowpanes. It seemed as if the old house was making me aware of its displeasure at being... Continue Reading →