On Wednesdays, Delores, from A Feathered Nest has a meme which she calls
"Words for Wednesday".
She puts up a selection of six words which we then use in a short story, if we are able.
Sometimes I look at her words and nothing at all comes to mind.
This week's words are:
here is my short story:
Great Aunt Margaret was nobody's friend. The old biddy was eighty years old and had been known all her life as a meddling nosy-parker.
Her latest hobby was visiting houses for sale on their open inspections days. She'd poke into every room and open all cupboards, even turning on taps and flushing the toilet to check the plumbing.
She would discuss the house and its decor for weeks after, and never in a good way. Things were too modern, too old-fashioned, too cluttered, too sparse etc. The furniture was awful, tattered, there were dishes in the sink and so on.
On this occasion she had made me accompany her to the showing of an old Georgian mansion, once owned by her primary school friend, Betty. They'd had a fight in high school and neither had ever forgiven the other.
Aunt Margaret was positively high with glee at the chance to see inside Betty's old home.
As we wandered through the house, Aunt Margaret's loud, grating voice could be heard echoing scathingly off the empty walls.
"Just look at this monstrosity! What ignorant fiend would cover every single room in her house with pink and green speckled lavender wallpaper! Even the kitchen and toilet!"
On this occasion, I found I did have to agree with Aunt Margaret. It did look awful and I knew Aunt Margaret would have gossip material for at least a month.