Always Here

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“Mom I think I have narrowed my list down to three.”

“That is good, do you have your transcripts to send to all of them?”

“I do, I think.  I just don’t know how to narrow things down any further.”

“Honey, since the schools are all in state, we can take a couple of travel days and visit the colleges and see what they have to offer.”

“That sounds line a good plan.  Thanks for all your help on this mom.  I wouldn’t know where to turn.”

“No matter how old you get, I will always be here to help!”


Written for Fandango’s One-Word (FOWC) – transcript

(100 words)

A Difficult Cup of Joe

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She opened the door to the coffee shop and stepped inside.  The welcoming smell of coffee filled the air.  She waited behind the man who was in line ahead of her and she couldn’t help but overhear his order.  It was one of those five-mile-long orders with half syrup, soy milk, an extra shot, extra foam and extra hot.  She felt like rolling her eyes.  She couldn’t understand why people got so picky about their drinks.  She took hers with the basics.  Now it was her turn and she stepped up to the counter and ordered her hot caramel latte.


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Summer Job

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He was very timid.  This was his first attempt to find a job.  Only sixteen years old and out of school for the summer, he really wanted something that was not too intimidating.  He was hoping to make enough to finance a used car to drive to school.

He locked his bike and gathered his strength and determination walking to the door.  He had rehearsed a few potential questions with his mom who worked in human resources at a retail store.  The questions were mostly innocuous, but she warned him there could be some more personal ones asked that would be used to judge his character.

After, what seemed like an agonizingly long, four minutes, he was called into the office for his interview.  The woman seated behind the desk was quite pleasant and had the ability to put him a little at ease.  They discussed his potential job and his qualifications.  Found out what his goals were and then she asked the question he was hoping for.  “When can you start?”


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I Hope I Get It

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She scanned the paperwork.  This was important.  She had to make sure she had done a thorough job of filling in all the answers; all the dotting her I’s and crossing her t’s.  This was a big deal.  If she could get this job, it would mean a world of change for her – travel, position, and a lot more cushion for bills and unexpected bills.

She walked through the doors to the receptionist and handed her the completed forms and her resume.  The receptionist told her a decision would be made the end of the week.  She could hardly wait.


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Big Sis

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The soothing sound of a radio in the distance was playing a Roger Miller tune.  “England swings like a pendulum do, bobbies on bicycles two by two…”  The shadows were growing as dusk appeared in the sky.  She laid on the couch with a blanket over her legs.  Someone knocked on the door.  They knocked again.  You could hear muffled noises outside the door as the person fished their keys out of their pocket.  The door slowly creaked open and let the last of the fading sunlight in putting a little color back on the woman’s too pale cheeks.  “Alright sis,” the man said.  “It is time to be awake and get your groceries.”

There was no response though.  The woman was still and silent.  Too still.  The man walked over to her and touched her hand immediately gasping.  He knelt down and frantically tried to find a pulse.  It was too late.  His sister had passed away in her sleep several hours before he got there.  He slowly walked to the phone and called the police as a tear ran down his cheek.


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Test Time

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Deanna was asleep on top of her desk when her mom came in to check on her.  Her mom gently touched her shoulder and whispered, “Honey, you need to go to bed and get some real sleep.”

Deanna stirred and slowly raised her head, “I can’t believe I fell asleep.  I really need to study for this test.”

“You will not do any good on it if you don’t get your rest though.  Get some sleep and maybe get up a half an hour early and revisit it with a refreshed mind in the morning.”

“You are right Mom; I just know it is going to be an essay test and my dates and facts will need to be there to have it work.”

“You are great with your writing; an essay test should be a breeze for you!  Now get some sleep sunshine.”

“I will, thanks Mom.”


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Quiz Time

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My name is Teri.  I am not a model, but I try to look my best.  I could lose a few pounds but couldn’t we all.  My job is a menial job as a cashier at a grocery store, not glamorous but it pays the bills.   I am single and get my share of dates, but still have not found that Mr. Right.

Today after my shift I grabbed a little something to microwave at home… I know processed foods are so bad for you but I’m just too tired tonight to care.  As I wait in line (we really need more cashiers) I see the latest Cosmopolitan magazine has come out.  I am not what you would call a regular reader.  I do regularly scan the titles on the cover though to see if something catches my eye.

When it was my turn, on a whim, I added the magazine to the meal and drink I had.  It would give me, if nothing else, a laugh and quiz to take about my imaginary Mr. Right.  I went to my apartment, prepared my microwave meal and snuggled up on the couch to learn, “How to keep Mr. Right.”  It would be a quiet night of learning.


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Yes or No

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She sat on the edge of the tub.  Her leg was nervously bouncing.  For the seventh time she glanced at her watch.  It was almost time.  She was so nervous, completely confused as to whether she wanted a yes or a no.

The time was here she stood up, took the three steps to the bathroom counter and picked up the test strip.  She sighed and looked at the results. Her mind instantly went to Dan.  How would he feel about this?  He has never said he absolutely did not want kids, but he had also never said he did.

She heard the front door open and he stomped the snow off of his boots before he took his coat off.  She stood waiting in the living room for him to join her.  “Hey babe, how are you doing,” he asked as he entered the room from the porch.

She stood very still and so unsure what to say.  He came to her and went to touch her warm checks with his cold hands, she pulled back and squeaked out a, “Don’t.”

“What’s wrong, don’t want to feel the chill of winter my dear?”

“Dan, I have something to tell you.  Can you be serious for a minute.”

“Babe I am always serious about you.”

“I found something out today.”  She took his hands in hers and squeezed tightly.  “We are going to have a baby, I’m pregnant.”

Dan’s chin dropped only to be rapidly replaced by a smile.  “A baby, that is great!” He wrapped his arms around his wife and whispered, “I love you so much I never thought I could love you more, but now I do.”

The two wrapped up together and began to kiss.  She thought to herself, “I am so glad he’s happy, wait until I tell him how many twins run in my family.”


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Home Sweet Home

They scanned the newspaper, hoping to find something.  They had been looking for an affordable house to move into for about a month.  Prices were so high, and the market was definitely in favor of sellers right now.  Hal turned the page and asked Melissa, “What about this, a modular home?”  He was pointing to an ad for modular homes that said, “A great alternative for the first home buyer.”

Melissa said, “I’m not sure what it is.”

“It is a pre-fabricated home in pieces the way I understand it.  I would have to call and get information for sure about it.  It does say it is a great alternative and there are not a lot of options out there right now.”

“We have nothing to lose, let’s call ‘em.”


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The Smallest Clue

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The room to the left of the stairway was his.  He had a spartan look to the room with only a bed and a desk.  No pictures on the walls or decoration on his desk.  A basic laptop set in front of the desk chair and everything else was in the closet.

He came home from work and knew immediately that someone had been in his room.  The laptop was still on the desk.  The closet door still shut, and nothing had been moved on the bed since he had made it.  How was he so sure someone had been in his room?

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She sat in his chair and thought to herself, “He needs to know I was here, but how?”  She suddenly smiled and opened his one desk drawer a fraction of an inch.  If he was truly going to be right to recruit to be a spy, he had to be observant.  She then slid a business card under his pillow being careful not to disturb the case.  He would find it and get ahold of her, she was sure.

Now she sat back and waited for the call.  It wasn’t but about 20 minutes later when the phone rang.  Let the games begin.


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