Tag Archives: Blogging from A to Z

#atozchallenge, Z is for Zoo…

“El, it’s Jason.  Call me, please.  Something came up.”  Ellie thought of the good-looking firefighter she’d met at Gran’s.  He was surprisingly charming and fun and they were going to dinner.

When Ellie called back, Jason explained he was babysitting his 4-year-old nephew, Zak, for the weekend as Zak’s mom had premature labor pains.

“Sorry, El, I hate to cancel, but they’re dropping him off soon.  Want to visit the zoo with us tomorrow?”  He sounded hopeful.

Zak was all innocence, holding Ellie’s hand as they walked.  “Are you gonna marry Uncle Jason and have a baby like my mom?”

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My theme this year was 100 word fiction.  So, no, don’t count this line.  This is a continuation of Ellie and Jason’s story from E is for Easter which you can find here.  And thanks for reading all my little stories this year!

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#atozchallenge, W is for Wedding…

 

Chantal stood lost in thought as Momma and her bridesmaids adjusted her veil and dress.   She’d loved Cade from the minute he told her he’d pretended to take her chair at The Pink Pig just so he could apologize and buy her a drink.  He claimed he knew she was his when she’d looked at him and blushed.

The familiar wedding music began and Chantal clung to her Daddy’s arm as they walked down the aisle toward her blue-eyed cowboy.  The sweet look on Cade’s face nearly brought her to tears and when he took her hand, she was home. ❤

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My theme this year is 100 word fiction.  (So, no, don’t count this line!)  This is a continuation of Chantal’s story from C is for Chair which you can find here.

#atozchallenge, V is for Virtual Love…

Violet strolled into their bedroom after her shower, fluffy robe tied neatly at her waist.  Long legs and feet bare, toes painted siren red.   Smooth dark hair swung over one shoulder as she bent forward to kiss him.

Book forgotten, he hooked one finger into the neck of her robe, pulling her closer until she could feel his warm breath.  His hands slid inside her robe, finding soft, damp curves.  The robe fell away and she felt his approval as she snuggled into his embrace.

That flowed well.  Tapping siren red-painted fingernails on the keyboard, she typed more of Virtual Love…

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

#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.”

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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!”

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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.