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#atozchallenge, U is for Underwear…

“Hey, that’s my machine!”  Ursula had just run back up to her apartment for a minute and this ass took her underwear out of the washer?

“Geez, sorry.”  At least he had the decency to look contrite. “Nobody was here and that machine was done.  I’m in kind of a hurry.   I leave in the a.m.”

“Oh, yeah, where you headed that’s so important?”

“U.S. Navy Base Charleston, ma’am,” he grinned.  “Ensign Rick Jordan.”

“Ursula,” she said.   He was cute, short hair, dimples.  Definitely military.

“Hey, Ursula, you hungry?  Can I buy you a burger?”

Head tilted, she smiled.  “Okay, sailor.”


My theme this year is 100 word fiction.  (So, no, don’t count this line!)



#atozchallenge, T is for Taxi…

Trace had abruptly pulled his taxi over after seeing a young woman stumble off the curb and fall.  It was dark, so dark that he couldn’t see if she was bleeding, could only tell from her silhouette that it was even a woman.

As he jumped out to help, he thought he heard someone running away.  Dialing 911, Trace crouched down to use the flashlight on his phone, just as her eyes opened and she started screaming.  “What is your emergency?” came the sharp voice of the operator.  “I need an ambulance  –”

The girl looked terrified.   “Help, he’s trying to kill me!”


My theme this year is 100 word fiction.  (So, no, don’t count this line.)  This is a continuation of D is for Darkness, which you can find here.

#atozchallenge, S is for Swoon…

There was no escaping her sister’s ball.  Julianne was blonde and beautiful, truly a diamond of the first water.  Compared to Julianne, Sarah felt as plain as her name, though she knew her features were passably pretty.  She was firmly on the shelf and preferred stimulating conversation to flirtatious eyelash fluttering.

Mamas frowned and their daughters swooned as the tall, dark-haired and dangerous Duke of Ashbury was announced, the most eligible bachelor in all of London.  Rumors abounded that he sought a wife this season.  Sarah watched in delighted anticipation as he made his way through the crowd toward her.


My theme this year is 100 word fiction.  (So, no, don’t count this line!)  I’ve tried to work in a number of requisite cliches in my attempt at Regency romance 🙂

#atozchallenge, Q is for Quilt…

Olivia was mystified after finding a cyanide capsule inside the opal ring she’d inherited from her beloved French grandmother.  But when a letter arrived from another law firm stating Bridgette had left a package that she must travel to France to claim, Liv was downright perplexed.  And excited to travel abroad!

The package containing an heirloom quilt was indeed a surprise, though not nearly as much as the deed to property in Vichy sewn into a seam, along with what appeared to be her grandmother’s French marriage certificate to someone when she was 17 — six years before she’d met Olivia’s Grandpa…


My theme this year is 100 word fiction.  (So, no, don’t count this line!)  This is a continuation of O is for Opal which you can find here.

#atozchallenge, O is for Opal…

After the will was read, Olivia tearfully clutched her grandmother’s opal ring, a priceless remembrance from the woman she spent so much time with while growing up.

That night as Liv rubbed the stones to a warm luster, the top sprung open, revealing a compartment that held a single pill.  She knew Grand-Me`re Bridgette met and married Grandpa Joe when he’d been an injured Air Corp pilot in France during WWII and she was his nurse.  Her grandmother had loved to tell the story.  But nurses wouldn’t need what looked for all the world like a hidden cyanide capsule.  Right?


This year my theme is 100 word fiction.  (So, no, don’t count this line)