When he asked me to go camping, I looked at him as if he were a stranger. We’d been together for more years than I could count. For more years than I wanted to count. Camping? I love nature, but when it comes right down to it, I love nature on day trips. At night, I’m a room service kind of gal.
He wanted us to have a new experience. There was a campfire. That helped. When I left the tent, there was a coyote’s eyes looking at me from the edge of the darkness. I felt safe with him.
Photo Prompt Jan Wayne Fields
“Charles, I hate for Adelaine to be stuck in that boarding house.”
“She needs to test her wings, Esther. That’s how young women do it in this day and time. They get a room and a job.”
“But that secretarial position, darling. It seems so demeaning for our daughter,” Esther said.
“Now, now, Esther. Adelaine thinks she can live on her own. Let her try.”
“She needs to be meeting respectable young men in our home.”
Adelaine already had a respectable young man very much in love with her who called on her nightly at the boarding house.
Ben said, “I’ve rounded up the last of the flowers. I just stuck them in these containers.”
The employees of the flower shop were resting in the back room at the end of a busy summer weekend. Every flower in the shop had sold except these two arrangements.
The door opened and a woman walked in, crying.
“My mother is so sick. She loves flowers. Do you have anything? The cases are empty.”
The employees all looked at each other and Ben walked to the back. He got the arrangements and handed them to her.
She left the shop, smiling.
Photo credit to Dale Rogerson
The announcement in the newspaper said to meet in the school if you wanted to help The Foundation raise money. A large group of students and community members met at the designated spot, by the old pay telephone. They had collected pledges of money from sponsors. The first three finishers in the race would donate to The Foundation.
When they finished the race, they were to meet back at the telephone and call a designated number.
Two hours later, John, Felicia, and Barb finished the race and dialed the phone. No one had remembered pay telephones didn’t work anymore.
Photo Credit to J. Hardy Carroll
“Honey, I want you to be really careful. This is your first solo trip in the car.”
“Dad, I promise I will follow all the rules of the road,” Gail responded.
“That’s not enough. You have to drive defensively.”
Gail got in the car to go see her friends.
She zoomed out of the driveway. She saw a stoplight ahead and realized she was driving too fast. She didn’t look behind her and had to slam on the brakes. The car behind her hit her and, since the engine was in the back, the entire VW went up in flames.
Photo Prompt by Kent Bonham
“Is this all that’s left?” Grace wondered as she surveyed the contents of her late mother’s bedroom. After her mother died, her sisters had ransacked it before Grace had arrived. The closets and dresser drawers were open. Her mother’s jewelry box was even gone.
Grace walked over to the table where the jar her mother used for her crystals stood. Clear quartz crystals. Grace’s mother had believed in their healing powers. Her sisters hadn’t taken those because they laughed at that idea. Grace picked up the jar to take with her. There was an explosion of white light.
Photo credit @ Janet Webb
“Another stack of manuscripts,” Jenny thought to herself as she started opening envelopes.
As an editor, Jenny read and edited dozens of manuscripts each year. Debut novels mostly. Few would make it. Publishing was changing. She had always wanted to write herself, but her finances had never allowed it.
She started reading a manuscript that was an environmental thriller on climate change. This was the kind of thing she wanted to write. She knew how to do it for mobile applications.
“Why not!” she thought. She threw the jar of used staples across the room and walked out the door.
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She had escaped him. She found a room in this hotel over 100 miles away. Why was her judgement always so poor? Why did she always end up with the wrong man? She was still shaking as she put a few things away and went to shower. Those were questions she had tried to answer for years.
After showering, she realized she hadn’t eaten much in two days. He had yelled. Then pouted. Then yelled again until she was able to sneak out. She dressed and went down to the restaurant.
She was eating. Suddenly, a voice behind her said, “Surprise!”
Photo credit to Dale Rogerson
“It was Momma’s summer house,” Miranda said to the real estate agent, “Don’t you think a buyer would love it out here?” Miranda continued.
“No,” the realtor responded, “I know it’s your family home, but the demographic who might buy it work all the time and wouldn’t be interested.”
Dejected, Miranda walked in the house with the realtor. His phone rang. He turned to Miranda and asked if he could show the house in just a few minutes.
A young woman and her husband bought it on the spot. She was a gardner and loved the summer house.
“Come look,” Maxine called to her cousins. “Look what I’ve found.”
Maxine and five of her cousins were at their homeplace on Birch Branch. They had been given a day by the attorney to come get whatever belonged to their family. Maxine was cleaning out the shed and found these ancient toys.
Kevin said, “I feel like we’re looking at our parents’ lives. I guess in some ways we are looking at their childhood here.”
The cousins finished up with a last look at the house and the property on Birch Branch. They knew they would never be back again.