Category Archives: Challenged

Wretched! Trifecta Challenge (Week 16)

Teenie sat at the kitchen table, hands cupping her cold mug of coffee, staring into the space above her stove, not seeing the wall behind the stove, stained with grease, tomato sauce splatter and other evidence of previous meals. The … Continue reading

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The Bumblebee Chronicles

On the third day of Abril, Bativa emerged from the hole where she’d wintered, hunger ultimately pushing her past any concerns for late freezes. She navigated through layers of fallen leaves, the damp, rich insulation that protected her while she … Continue reading

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Whodunnit?

“Who is it?” “I don’t know for sure.” “And … you found this in our attic?” “In the trunk we got when my Grandpa died.” “Well, who do you think it is?” “Uncle Joe.” ____________________ A response to the Trifecta … Continue reading

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Slower Traffic Keep Right

“Get over!” “What?” Marie, lost in her Kindle, wasn’t paying attention to traffic and had no idea what I was talking about. “Nothing. This idiot. Go back to your book.” “Hmmm.” She turned back to whatever she was reading. She was … Continue reading

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Never without you

Benny shuffled into the kitchen, knees stiff, shoulders hunched, feeling every minute of his ninety years. Mornings were like that. His age seemed to settle on him like a heavy blanket in the night, draining his energy and leaving him … Continue reading

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A debt that can never be repaid

My name is Charlie. Charles Daniel Bandshaw. Those who know me well call me Chuck. Those who don’t learn soon enough not to make any wisecracks about my name. My mama, Georgia Bandshaw, had a sense of humor and my daddy … Continue reading

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Last man standing

Jed sat on his front porch, his chair tilted back on two legs, his feet resting on the rail, his eyes closed, hands resting on his chest, fingers laced together, as relaxed as any man could be on a Sunday … Continue reading

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Lilies aren’t always enough

Jessica sat at the piano, looking out at the globe lilies growing wild in the pasture that filled the view through her front window. Fairy lanterns. The stuff that fired her dreams when she was a young girl growing up … Continue reading

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