Friday, October 31, 2014

Beyond Disgust

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With loathing, Leah stared at Luke as he ate his lunch.  He did not just eat his lunch, he inhaled it.  He snarled and ground, plowing his face into the plate, laughing and talking all the while.

Luke appalled her beyond ordinary disgust.  Leah wondered if she could tolerate Luke much longer. Everything, ev-er-ry-thing, about him drove her to the edge of insanity.

Pig! she screamed, ripping her clothing to shreds. Being a twin is hell!


Leah threw her wet and sodden diaper, which landed on Luke's face.  She crawled away with all the fury she could muster.

Haven't we all been there with a sibling or two?  Or with a spouse?  


Thursday, October 30, 2014

Wednesday Words: Oscar



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Oscar retrieved a torn box in the back of his closet.  I remember this!  Didn’t think it still existed….

His daughter Beverly called from somewhere in the house.  “Dad!  You be careful in there!!”  Her hopes of moving Oscar into a geriatric care facility had always seemed improbable. But here she was and didn't want to be detained one moment longer. “See you tomorrow, Dad!!”  Slamming the door with a sigh of finality, Beverly drove away.

Oscar pulled out the rags and eased them over his aged body, smiling at the memories…from his days as a transient.  The final touch was tucking his souvenir Luger from war days into the back of the belt.


After living a philanthropic life, Oscar stepped out the door eager to lead his former misanthropic existence.  Slamming the door behind him, Oscar ambled away with a broad smile...back into the memories of the past.***

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***Arleen from Starting Over...expressed concern about the possibility of another lost elderly person.  Dementia and Alzheimer's are dangers for elderly.

Oscar will not go far, I assure you.  

Delores at Under the Porch Light has again tossed out six words as a challenge for any writer who would like to see what could be written using them.  Words this week are the underlined words in above story.  You can access what creative writers have done, but clicking on the Methodist Church in the right sidebar.  

Wednesday, October 29, 2014

3:25 Time Schedule




Okay, Harold.  We made it to the clock, and yes! I see the time.  It’s not my fault we’re late.

Oh, come on, Joyce!  You are always making us late.  How far have we traveled today…and how many times have we waited for you?

Harold, if you keep this up, I will not allow you to dive into that plate of crostino with garlic bread…

Hey, you two!  We have had enough of this!  If we had known how you bicker non-stop, we would not have invited you on this trip!

Sorry, Leticia!  Harold is so erratic; I can never follow him anywhere.  On the flight over, he made me drop my shrimp…

Okay, ladies!  Here we are!  See the 3:25 tour bus!  I get the fat bald guy; Joyce, you take out the big redhead.  Leticia, you hit the skinny guy with the comb-over. 

And, it’s bombs awaaaaaayyyyy!

This is a re-post of September 2012.  The prompt was the photo above.  Not a lot to work with, but then Photo Prompts are supposed to be challenging!