When it falls....

 

 

The timbers felt strong, even though the boards were fading from red to gray.  The tin roof had held up for decades, but even it was starting to doubt its integrity.  

 The weeds around the outside appeared to be holding the barn up, with so many vines and creepers.  The silent dust-mote interior spoke of cows, hay, empty feed sacks, and hidden bottles.  

 How much longer can it stand?  Even it doesn’t know.

 

 

 

Our old barn was built in the 1860s in Nebo, Illinois. In the 1950s, we raced and climbed in it, doing scary and dangerous things.  So much fun. In the 1980s it was starting to sway so it had to be taken down. So sad. This photo is one taken in the 70s. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Embezzlement is wrong.

 

 

Richard huddled in his jail cell, pulling brilliant blue  duster closely around him.  His secretary Heather had given it to him yesterday during their latest tryst. She called it a new "radioactive color" style. He had been so happy.

 

Now he was watching his world disintegrate.

Where had it all gone wrong? He wondered.  Surely everyone in the investment business embezzled from his clients now and then.  It was part of the investment game.

With the untimely arrival of the arrest warrant, he was for a moment left spellbound.  Richard’s travel carry-on sat by the door, stuffed with one-million dollars and a change of underwear.

Five more minutes!

Five more minutes and he would have been out the door, heading to Jamaica.

Bummer.

These underlined and bold words are from a 2015 Wednesday Word challenge.

 

Where had it all gone wrong?

Goldman Sachs

Richard huddled in his jail cell, pulling his Armani suit closely around him.  Now he was watching his world disintegrate.

Where had it all gone wrong? We had a duster clean the computer files.  We dated everything retroactively . He wondered.  Surely everyone in the investment business embezzled from his clients now and then.  It was part of the investment game after all.

With the untimely arrival of the arrest warrant, he was for a moment left spellbound.  Richard’s travel carry-on sat by the door, stuffed with one-million dollars and a change of underwear.

Five more minutes!

Five more minutes and he would have been out the door, heading to the nearest non-extradition country.

Bummer.

This is a re-post from 2015, using Wednesday Words provided by Delores. This is an opportunity for bloggers to play with words. Words can be found also at Elephant's Child, Drifting through Life, as well as other talented bloggers.

Wednesday Words: Richard, the Robber

Richard huddled in his jail cell, pulling the retroactive duster closely around him.  His secretary Heather had given it to him yesterday during their latest tryst. Now he was watching his world disintegrate.

Where had it all gone wrong? He wondered.  Surely everyone in the investment business embezzled from his clients now and then.  It was part of the investment game.

With the untimely arrival of the arrest warrant, he was for a moment left spellbound.  Richard’s travel carry-on sat by the door, stuffed with one-million dollars and a change of underwear.

Five more minutes!

Five more minutes and he would have been out the door, heading to Jamaica.

Bummer.

These underlined and bold words, sentence phrases are provided by Delores from Under the Porch Light.  Each Wednesday,  Delores provides six daunting words for any who wishes to participate in this writing challenge. Please visit her site by clicking on the frozen cardinals in the sidebar; you will find other writers who have taken different slants on these words!  You should be intrigued...