Ornery Stanley’s Ferris Wheel Ride

“Isn’t this wonderful?” Edith gushed as they sat suspended above the amusement park grounds. It took a lot of patience but she finally talked Stanley into taking a Ferris wheel ride.  “Wasn’t it a good idea to come here at night?  Look at how lovely everything looks.  And the Ferris wheel is all nicely lit…

Younger/Tranquil #writephoto

It sat there tranquil, inviting and surrounded by thick vegetation.  They said that it was like the fountain of youth.  All you had to do was get into the water and totally submerge yourself.  The only thing is that you don’t stay in too long.  She removed her clothes.  She had made up her mind…

Lisa Loses Out

“I heard that Rory’s going to Vienna in September to study music,” Annie said to her best friend, Lisa as they passed by a wooden piano covered with dirt and plants. “It should have been me,” Lisa said.  “I was the one who wanted to learn how to play the piano but our parents couldn’t…

Playing by the Seashore

It was a quiet day by the seashore.  I sat in the soft sand, my back to the sea and began to strum my guitar.  The sun felt wonderful on my skin.  As I played a Beatles’ song, people stopped to listen.  To my surprise, some of them came over and dropped coins in the…

The Young and Reckless

“Where the devil is that cat?” Wallace grumbled. “He’s probably where he always is–on my scooter.” Wallace looked at his wife.  “I’ll never understand why you sold your car which was still in perfect condition for a scooter, of all things.” “A scooter helps me to get in and out of traffic faster and it’s…

The Homecoming

“So, the prodigal son is coming home.” Mitch said to his friend, Roy as they waited at the train station for Roy’s youngest son, Keith to arrive.  The entire community was abuzz with excitement and the house was in an uproar as relatives, friends and neighbors pitched to help his wife decorate the house and…

A Costly Devotion

Her devotion to her job as a project manager finally took a toll on her marriage.  When she went home one night he was gone. 25 Words I wrote this for the Weekend Writing Prompt by Sammi Cox. For instructions, click HERE.

The Bet/Invitation #writephoto

The gate was slightly ajar. Perhaps, I shouldn’t but I’ve come this far. How Could I turn back now? If I do, they’d call me a chicken and I’d lost the bet. Me and my big mouth sayin’ that I ain’t afraid to go on those grounds where that strange old lady lived. Everyone said…

The Jones Girl

“Isn’t that the Jones girl over there?”  Millicent Bradshaw asked her neighbor, Joyce Henry as they walked to church. Joyce looked across the road to where Samantha Jones stood in front of the deli talking to a young man she didn’t recognize. “Yes, it is.” “I wonder who that young man is.” “I don’t know.”…

Silent Witness/Timeless #writephoto

  Timeless it stood in the place where lovers meet. If stones could speak, what stories this one would tell–of love found, of love lost and of love unrequited. Many shed tears have stained its cold and hard surface.   Timeless, it stood, a silent witness and the keeper of secrets.   I wrote this…