She sorted – chose – chose again. The bin was full – her heart moreso.
When she touched it she knew. It was the perfect stone.
Tears fell as she placed it on her son’s grave.
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Trifecta challenged us this week with STONE. These 33 words were gifted to me because of an overheard conversation between my daughter and her daughter. It is dedicated to my grandson – lost much too soon.
Velma Jones sipped her tea next to her window. Jamie seemed closer somehow after missing him so much yesterday.
An aide entered and Velma smiled in her direction. Her once bright blue eyes, now milky with age, could only see the worker’s shape vaguely. All of the aides were “Missie-girl†to Velma.
“‘Morning, Miz Jones. How’re you doing today? Shall I close the winder for ya?â€
Nah, Missie-girl. I’s fine. I’s lissenin to them noisemakers out there. Must be a storm a-comin, they are that noisy. Jamie and I allus loved to walk in the rain. Jus lissen to em!
Hannah, take a memo.
Hannah, write a PSA.
Hannah, did you make my flight arrangements yet?
Hannah, coffee, STAT!
Hannah, the phone is ringing – still.
Hannah, juggle my balls, please.
Right away, sir.
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Ever have a job like that? Yeah, me, too. The italicized words, of course, are in Hannah’s mind voice.
Is this thing on? I always worry that I’ve forgotten something.
It’s hard for me to tell you these things, Susie, but now it’s time. I’m not your dad.
Your dad is . . . shoot!
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33 words! That’s the weekend challenge from trifecta’s wordy editors – write 33 words (only!) in 1st person narrative. Phew!
“Widder Jones is mah name. I had another name oncet upon a time. Jamie called me Lil Sis when we was a-courtin. Lordie, how I loved that man.â€
I watched a tear fall down her wrinkled cheek.
“I’m sorry, Miz Jones. Can I get you a drink of water?â€
“Nah, Missie-girl. I’s fine. I’s fine. I’s jus missin mah Jamie today somethin fierce. He was a good man, that un. A mighty good man.â€
I patted the old woman’s temples and smoothed her brow. “I’m sure he loved you, too, Miz Jones. You rest sweet now. We’ll talk more later.â€
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VV’s 100 word challenge this week is TEMPLES – as in that place on your head, either side of your eyes. The above 100 words are mine . . . where are yourse?
