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Story Starter 4-4-19

Joey hurried down the stairs. He wanted to find his big brother as fast as he could. The lightning and thunder frightened him and only his brother Sam could make him feel safe. “You’re such a scaredy cat” his sister Mary taunted. She placed herself next to the window to show she was unafraid. Their parents had gone out for the night to a lecture series. Both being history professors, their children were also history buffs. Even Joey at the age of ten was learning. Sam was in charge. The most charming quality of Sam was his sense of humor. He watched over his younger siblings with great care. He realized Joey would come to him for comfort. He settled on the floor with Joey snuggled into him. Suddenly the lights went out. Joey tried to bury himself in Sam’s shirt. Lights flickered and came back on to stay. Sam couldn’t help himself, saying in his deepest English accent voice “it was our darkest hour“. Even Mary had to laugh!

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Fandango’s Flashback Friday — April 4th

“I see the problem, Ms. Smith, but I’m afraid I can’t help you. I went down this road a few years ago and all my attempts to find a decent bone in his body was a bust. I’ll give you back the file I accumulated, but I don’t think that will help either.” Ms. Smith took the heavy folder marked “Trump” and left the office.

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Thank you Kevin☺️

No Theme Thursday: 3/27/25

limitations, ha

desired expectations

dreams complete

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Moonwashed Weekly Prompt – April 1, 2025

An empty office where I used to sit

I have been declared unfit

So many things I wish I’d done

I wasn’t the strongest one.

Calamity was not my style

Although some in the later while

I tried. I really did

Some my predecessor’s rid

But not enough, I apologize

I thought I was more wise

I struggled with my defeat

Now the Constitution lays under our feet

Trampled, ripped and sadly seen

You need to fight, try to glean

The valiant order hidden, now revealed

Democracy protectors please work til we’re healed.

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W3 Prompt #153: Wea’ve Written Weekly

The worm left the warm dirt vault that was his home, and peeked out. He never quibbled about spring because he loved to dunk in new soil added to his lair, but was suddenly grabbed for bait from the dreamed mirage.

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Can You Tell A Story In…

So, what of April in this cold winter clime

Stroll undaunted seeing the smallest buds

Trees fighting the snow showers to peek through and blossom

Only to be frozen in place, dry and dying

Such a disappointing effort, but do we cry,

Harp against Mother Nature for her trickster ways?

No, because in this area of very short springs and summers

We still search for the crocus blade, and celebrate an occasional hardy daffodil.

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MTB: Open to Question

One-Liner Wednesday – What the heck?

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Before when I used to wonder nervously and brood about my pale skin, feeling inadequate as everyone eyed the warm honey colored bodies on the beach, little did I know at the time, the beginning days of summer they were mostly spray tanned from a far away secreted salon. My goodness, I thought, being happy in the sun could be helped and enjoyed with a little can of paint!

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MLMM Wordle #418