He tried the combination, it didn’t open. He swore he had the numbers right. He wrote them down when they first got the lock and had used the combination before. Why were the numbers not working?
Suddenly it made sense. He had thought something was different, now he knew what it was. It was a blue face for the dial, not green. She had changed the lock. Now he had to wait for her to get back from wherever, to gather the last of his things. He didn’t have much, but he was ready to be out of her hair.
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – combination
Ok, I am just going to wing it here. I had a post written up last night but more than half of it was irrelevant now more than 12 hours later. So, here I am just freeform, cut loose, train of though… I hope it will make sense.
I am not in a very decisive mood. It has been a long week with lots going on. My living situation is in the middle of change, but at my request, so it is ok. Two and a half days later than scheduled (sure glad I didn’t have anything planned) the “crew” showed up to build the shed we bought… it is a crew of one! This may take a while. And besides being sleep deprived trying to get up early for the shed three days in a row, I was the last in my house to get the cold that was being passed around. So, I have a very foggy mind today and it is hard to be decisive about anything except that I could use a nap.
I need to go and snap a picture or two of the current progress… although it is awfully quiet out there to be much for progress… *sigh*. I hope everyone has a good weekend. I know I am going to try to. (((HUGS)))
Written for Fandango’s One Word Challenge (FOWC) – decisive
She walked into the restaurant looking for her friends; they always met once a month. They had all worked together and had developed a strong bond. Pam glanced left then right, and her eyes caught a glimpse of the dessert case. So many scrumptious desserts waiting to be chosen. There was cheesecake, tiramisu, a decadent looking chocolate cake, scones, pie and crème brulee. It all looked so good. Suddenly there was a tap on her shoulder, turning around she saw Betty and Andrea; she had beat them there. After welcoming hugs, they sat down and studied the dessert menu first.
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – scrumptious
It was just a word game. What harm could be had by accepting a game with another player. She started by playing M-O-V-I-E landing the E on a double word square. She waited for him to take his turn. As she began thinking of a word to tie into his V-A-N-E the message bubble came up. She took her turn and responded to his hello.
More games followed and he began to tell her such nice things. He loved her profile picture, she was so sweet, smart, funny… the list seemed to be endless. Needless to say, she kind of liked the attention, but told him it was just friends playing a game.
By day three of playing off and on he wanted to chat outside of the game. She did not but he persuaded her. They used instant messenger and he began to shower her with more compliments asked her all sorts of questions about her day. She believed she was making a friend.
Then one day he said he needed some help. His car was out of commission, and he needed to order a few things online but couldn’t get to the store to pick up an Amazon gift card… would she please send him one for five hundred dollars?
All the bells and whistles went off. She had heard of scams using gift cards and instantly became leery of him. She made excuses for why she couldn’t, and he kept saying how he would pay her back and he would be so grateful. But she was not born yesterday, and she would not be bamboozled. She told him no and then never responded to any additional game requests. Lesson learned.
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – bamboozle