He pushed the save button. It was finally done. He had written a third short story and was toying with the idea of putting one on a blog site. He knew a couple of people who used a blog to share poetry and to air out emotions. He was just interested in stories. He had read a couple of his friends’ blogs and found them entertaining. This was time to decide. He took a sip of his coffee and went to the website his friends used. He did a copy paste of his story. And he pushed the publish button.
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – publish
The people started to gather at the door. She knew it would be a long day with so many shoppers waiting at the doors. The quarantine was to go into effect at midnight tonight so everyone wanted to shop while they could. There was a large sign outside that stated no more than two of one item for any customer, they also had smaller versions on each door and by the high-volume items – paper goods, cleaners, canned food and batteries. The doors opened and the mass moved forward. This was worse than Christmas shopping she thought.
For the most part the morning went well. As the day moved on and supplies dwindled down on the shelves, tempers flared. She heard a man yell “Screw you!” She turned and saw a man standing with one of the assistant managers. It was obvious there were high tensions on both sides of the conversation. As the argument went on the volume got louder and the man became belligerent. He swore and took a swing at the manager who had joined in to try to calm the situation. He ducked just in time. It was then the police came into the building.
In no time the offensive customer was escorted out of the building and she continued checking out customers until the store closed at four o’clock.
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – belligerent
“I don’t want to hear it!” She slammed her purse down on the table and turned to him saying, “I asked for one simple thing. Just pay the electric bill. I don’t think that was asking too much. But you couldn’t find 5 minutes when you were out today to get it done?”
“I have a confession to make,” he said, and the woman turned on her heals to stare at him. “I was out at the range and a buddy of mine talked me into going into the Sportsman’s Shop with him and they had the coolest gun there…
“Don’t tell me you bought another gun? You have three but only two hands to hold them with. What are you going to do with a fourth one?”
“Protect us when things turn bad.”
“But why four when you ONLY HAVE TWO HANDS?”
“I thought maybe yo…”
“Don’t you dare say I could use them. You know I hate guns and only barely tolerate the ones you have here. I will NOT have my house over-run with fire power. It is pointless and unsafe for my granddaughter.”
“Well it was my tax refund money.”
“Yeah, well it is my house and I don’t want that many here!”
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – confession
She wanted everything to be right. She was meticulous with every little detail. This was the first time she had hosted a luncheon for her book club and she wanted it memorable. She took advantage of her love of crafting to make individual place markers with their names at the table. She knew there were a couple of people that just shouldn’t sit together so she thought this would solve any impending problems.
They arrived on time and marveled at the work she had done with the book themed luncheon. It went well, like she had it planned all along.
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – meticulous
She was sending another set of lyrics to her friend Sam. He was in a local band and they had collaborated to set one of her poems to music. She was over the moon hearing him sing “her song.” Now she had written three more hoping one of them was good enough for music and they could collaborate again.
In just a week her phone rang, and he was calling with good news. He had talked to his friend in New York and he loved the song and wanted to buy it. She almost fainted. Her dream was coming true.
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – collaborate
Tanya walked into the shop on her right. She had been browsing the mall stores for a gift of some kind for her sister’s birthday. Her sister was older than her and had very different tastes that Tanya. She walked over to where the puzzles were and thought of her Dad who had loved them… her sister, not so much. Tanya went to the bookstore about three doors down. Her sister was an avid reader and had a love for puzzle books. She browsed the bookstore and found a few things, then progressed to the video game store. She began to browse through the Nintendo DS games and found the game she knew her sister was looking for waiting in the used bin just for Tanya to find. She had gifts in hand and began the trip home to wrap them, hoping her sister would love them.
Written for Famdango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – browse
“Stop squirming all over Billy. You have to sit still.” Janice said to the little boy sitting in front of a camera. “Please sit still for just a few minutes so this nice man can take your picture.”
“But mom my neck is really itchy,” Billy replied in an irritated voice.
His mom turned to the photographer, “Please be patient with him, he is usually never like this.” She walked over to Billy and had him turn around to show her his neck. She grabbed the tag from the shirt and asked, “Does this itch?”
“Yeah, that’s it,” Billy exclaimed!
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – tag