#WeekendCoffeeShare 2019-02-08

If we were having coffee, we would be sitting here in the near dark with naught but the light of the computer screen and lava lamp. Willie Nelson is playing all his greatest hits for us, and there is a fresh pot of coffee just in the kitchen there. Won’t you help yourself to a cup or maybe a bit of tea if you would rather?

It’s been a pretty good week as writing goes. Work was a bit slower, the weather was a lot better, and on the whole, I had some time and energy at the end of most days to devote to it. Not always a lot of time, but I like to get a little done everyday if possible.

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#FridayFictioneers – Shiner Car?

PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz

“What happened Ted.”

“Um, we were hiking.  Saw the car and Susie said maybe it was an old shiner’s car.  They used to run moonshine all through those hills, you know?”  Ted looked at the woman.

“Yes, I’ve heard.  Go on.”

“Well, we checked it out you know.  Thought that maybe there’d be some shine in there.”

“Okay.”

“We didn’t do nothing wrong you know.  Where’s Susie?”

“Susie is with Officer Alvarez giving her statement.  Same as you.”

“Oh.”

“Continue please.”

“We pried open the trunk… and… and,” his voice broke as he said, “that’s where we found the bodies.”

WC:  100


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#FridayFictioneers – Lightning Glass

PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson

The ball sailed through the air in slow motion.  Faster than either of us caught in that horrible time warp of fear.

The cracks in the glass just appeared.  Like lightning shattering a clear night sky.

After staring at each other for an eternity, we set to work with the tape.  If we did it just right, no one would notice.  It was a good job, too.  It must have been.  We used the whole roll of tape before stepping back, satisfied with our handiwork.

Playing in our room we heard mom and dad come in.

“Boys!  Get out here.”

WC:100


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#FridayFictioneers – The Game

PHOTO PROMPT © Priya Bajpal

Rosie wrung her hands and began reaching before forcing a stop.  She leaned back with a hint of a smile.  Her cheeks bloomed red.

The game was simple.  Everyone writes their wildest fantasies, pops ’em into the jar, and shakes ’em up.  Then the “fun” starts.  The fun was figuring out who matched what fantasy, one at a time, until they were all found out.

Rosie glanced at Ken.  He smiled wide in return, a knowing twinkle in his eye.

This somehow calmed her.

“Everyone ready?” Barb asked before emptying her wine.  “Time to play.”

Rosie’s heart skipped a beat.

WC:  100


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#FridayFictioneers – Fences

PHOTO PROMPT © Russell Gayer

“Wait.”  Randell held up a hand.  “Climb…that?”

“Yeah,” I replied.  “It’ll be fun.  Look at it.”

“I see.  I see a fence and No Trespassing signs just back there.”

I shrugged.  “No signs here.”

“That’s not how that works,” Randell said.

“Oh well, I’m a free spirit.  Ever heard that song, Signs?  ‘Put up a fence to keep me out, or to keep all the nature in,'” I sang.

“Yeah, I know it.”

“Besides, who’s gonna know?  You gonna tell?”

We slipped the fence just before three large, rifle toting patches of grass rose up.

“That’s far enough boys.”

WC:  100


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#FridayFictioneers – The Goat

PHOTO PROMPT © Randy Mazie

Lightning streaked the sky.

Randy woke as the thunder crashed to find himself strapped to the cold concrete of the mausoleum.  He wished he could rub his aching back.  Or just stretch, but rough rope cut into both wrist and ankle.  A scream squeaked past strained vocal chords and trembling lips.

The gathered didn’t notice his struggles, their glazed eyes stared into the distance from within deep hoods.

Eyes he knew.  These people bought his goats.

A smiling, dagger toting man approached the mausoleum.

“Wait!  I’ll give you a goat.  A freebie.”

“Goat?”  He smiled.  “Tonight, you are the goat.”

WC:  100


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#WeekendCoffeeShare – We Wish You…

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If we were having coffee, we would be listening to The Wallflowers while enjoying our beverages of hot and cold.  I’d be having cold coffee, hold the ice, with a nice spoonful of honey to add a bit of sweet.  The honey is good local stuff I get from a guy at work.  It’s sat around long enough that it’s gone solid, so we can scoop out what we want without making a mess.  You should try it!  You could even put some in hot coffee or tea if you’d prefer that.  The honey will most definitely dissolve better in the hot stuff.

It’s that time of year that I would wish you a Merry Christmas.  But I could also wish you a Happy Hanukkah, a Merry something else, or just a Happy Holidays if you’d prefer.  We do Christmas here, so that’s where my mind goes. Continue reading “#WeekendCoffeeShare – We Wish You…”