February 18: Flash Fiction Challenge

February 18, 2021, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story where a character is in the right place at the right time. It may be cause for celebration! Go where the prompt leads!

Stargardts

Norma knew her sight was failing ever since she was ten. But what really worried her was, had she passed this fate on to her daughter? 

The day had arrived when they would get the test results. 

They’d been at the hospital two hours waiting. Finally they were called in. The doctor smiled at them both and without any preamble told them the Stargardts had been passed on.

Outside Jenny hugged Nora. “Mum you can help me through this. I have seen you cope, you have taught me so much already.” They basked in the warmth of  the sun.

This is part of the Carrot Ranch Rodeo February.

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Three Things Challenge #353

Welcome to The Three Things Challenge.
For those of you unfamiliar with the challenge, every day Di at pensitivity101 lists three things that may, or may not, be related.
The challenge is to simply read the prompt and see where your creativity takes you, using one, two or all three words in your post. There are no restrictions regarding length, style, or genre apart from keeping it family friendly.
You can use the 3TC, #threethingschallenge or TTC as a tag and the logo if you wish.

Your three things today are:
LAUGH
NIP
FIX

“Don’t make me laugh” she said, with meaning. “Just look at the state of this dress. It is huge I look like orphan Annie. No one is going to take me seriously looking like this.”
“Don’t worry we can fix that with a nip here and a tuck there we can have you cat walk ready for that interview.” Her friend replied smiling”
Jane laughed, “And my face? Can you do the same for that”
Bridie smiled at her nervous friend thinking never mind the face it the confidence that needs a nip and tuck, but she answered Jane ” Make up hun, just a little make up and you will wow them “

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Mary and Jo part 13

Today is the thirteenth day of Advent, leading up to Christmas. I would like to re-run my take on the Nativity story. I first wrote this in 2011, in the style of prosetry.

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The lady down the road from the Hotel Delph was busy knitting as she always did but this time not for herself. She had heard of the young couple up the road in need she would help them in the only way she knew, in deed.
She could knit a jacked and some booties too, blue ones with a little duck and egg freeze. Her project was going well she was doing fine, she had not kitted this fast for such a long, long time.
Her fingers gnarled now with arthritis had lately let her down she usually had to stop working after a short while and the pain just made her frown. But somehow since she had started on this knit her fingers moved like magic and she was so proud of it.
Her face was relaxed and once again she wore a smile. For some reason she was free of pain it made her want to dance and sing that she could knit again. The children came to see her, they had not done so for so long, in days gone by they came for cakes and paid her with their songs.
The children started returning the day after the couple had arrived, she found that she could bake and knit again. The children made her feel alive. She had been so lonely, she realized it was her fault but now with this new found strength she would bring all loneliness to a halt.
Happily she pondered on her new lease of life, she loved the children visiting and she loved that young Jo and his darling wife. The young wife had touched her hands and wept for her pain. It was soon after that, that she noticed she could use her hands again.
Like the others she was excited waiting for the birth of the new king, she was doing what could and knitting gifts for him!

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Crisis at Christmas

I originally wrote this in December 2013 but it is still relevant so. Have revamped it a little. I make no apologies for repeating this poem most years.

I hope it won’t snow this Christmas

It’s one of my biggest fears.

It was so bitter last year even

Thinking of it makes me shed tear.

The homeless won’t be eating Turkey with all the trim

Unless they find a charity shelter which they can get in.

The people at the shelters are angels from up above

They give their time and plenty love.

They really are saviours they really do so much good.

They give warmth and comfort, dinner and even Christmas pud.

OH! why are they out here I hear you say.

There are lots of reasons, have you got all day?

Dave got made redundant the bills he couldn’t pay

So the bank stepped in and took his home away.

His wife could not stand the B&B that the social offered them

So she took the children off to live with her mum so Dave won’t see them again.

Jen, she was cheeky girl always having fun

Staying out late and playing up in the end it got too much for her mum!

After a big row one night in the summer she asked Jen to go,

So she is struggling alone out there.When your homeless it is amazing how fast your friends all go.

Rob well his story is very sad,

It all started with his drinking then he discovered drugs. He became violent and everything turned bad.

He fell out with his mother’s boyfriend who told him he had to go

And then threw him out into the December snow.

The reasons are legion you can take your pick,

People who loose their jobs because they became sick

From parents who can’t cope

To addictions that make you loose all hope,

Parents or family who beat you, family who will not stop at a touch

They want you to give them way too much.

This may all seem morbid this may all seem too sad

I hate to tell you all, things can be so very, very bad.

People young and old see their hopes and dreams unfold and vanish in clouds of smoke

As they end up on the streets lost and without any hope.

So enjoy your Christmas parties, your families and your Yule tide fare

But as you raise a toast remember the homeless ones out there .

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Mary and Jo Day 11

Anya was busy she had three rooms left to do

Then another hallway after that she would be through.

Suddenly her vacuum died and went quiet,

Turning round she found the housekeep looking concerned and white!

“According to your records you were a doctor in your country, is that true.”

“Yes “said Anya , thinking that was another life, “just what is that to you.”

“It is that young couple staying in David’s room they have no money and she is not well. Could you check her out I will get Hannah to finish off your rooms.”

Without another word the two women made for David’s snug

Anya pleased to be able to use her given expertise, felt like giving the Jean a hug!

When they arrived Mares looked stressed with pain, fear in her eyes.

When she was told of Anya’s skills she was so relieved she cried.

Irena was there too and she smiled at Anya you need to reassure our patient that we know just what ticks

And what she has here, now, is a case of Braxton Hicks.

Anya checked Mares out and with Irena she agreed

That for Mares to rest and relax really was of the greatest need.

Jean the housekeeper smiled and said that would be fine

David was sharing with the concierge and the manager had seen the couples good effect on his business so he certainly would not mind.

Irena gently told Mares that before she had travelled here and become a maid she had been a midwife and Anya was a doctor and so a birthplan between the three of them made.

Jo was so relieved he went for a walk

And as he was hoping Gabe turned up for a talk.

Gabe told him to fear not that all would go well and after the babe was born as soon as Anya told them all was well they should pack up and go.

Happily humming Anya almost skipped along to her room

From the back of her cupboard she dug out her Drs bag and her books from where they had laid hidden in the gloom.

At last she thought, I can again do just what I love,

Even if it was just for a short time it was like a gift from up above.

Irena too was happy she and Anya were good friends they had travelled to this hotel together and now together they could practice medicine again!

Magi.com had landed and were Hilton bound in their hired limousine they needed food , drink and rest but after that to find the babe they were very keen.

After research on the plane they were even more determined not to contact herod.com again.

This is another excerpt from a version of the the Nativity story, that I wrote all through December 2011. It started here Mary and Jo Part 1

Twittering Tales #107 – 23 October 2018

This is my entry for Kat Myrman‘s Twittering Tales.

Rules and Pingback Here

SILENCE.

There’s no peace since the ravens arrived, crawing and whirling around the roof.

The day they began to roost was the day the Ents came.Trees with arms and voices.

Surly it couldn’t get any worse?

Then the grumbling pumpkin turned up in a box of gourds. I’ve not slept in months.
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One-Liner Wednesday

Today I am a  headless chicken….. It’s Official!

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part of LindaGHill’s  #1LinerWeds

Regarding the Spam Monster

Dear all of  you out  there  who  follow  me

Can  you  pop  to  your  spam box  and  see

If I  am languishing in there sad and  silent.

If I am don’t  be scared I  won’t  get violent.

 

Lovely  Hugh  of Hugh’s Views and News

Sent me  a link telling  me  what  to  does!

But before  I  take on Askismet for  a  fight

I need  to know if  I’ve been  spammed..Right?

 

So  could  you  all please check  and  see

And  if  I  am there  please please  tell me.

So I  will  thank  you  all in  advance for your kindness

And  hope  the  Spam Monster we can forever banish

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Help I think the Spam Monster is after me!

What  can I  do, a  couple of  people  have  told  me  they  have  had  to  fish  my  comments  out of  their  SPAM boxes!  I  do  hope  the  Spam Monster  is not  after  me but just in case  it  is  please  check  your spam boxes especially  if  I  seem to  be ignoring  you !

Love  to  you all  willow xxxxx

 

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