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Friday, November 20, 2015

Wednesday's Words on a Friday



On Wednesdays, assorted people have been taking monthly turns at putting up a selection of six (or twelve) words which is called “Words for Wednesday”.

We have taken over this meme from Delores, who had been having computer problems
This month the meme continues here, with words supplied by Susan Kane.

Essentially the aim is to encourage us to write.   

Each week we are given a choice of prompts: which can be words, phrases, music or an image.   What we do with those prompts is up to us:  a short story, prose, a song, a poem, or treating them with ignore...

Some of us put our creation in comments on the post, and others post on their own blog.  We would really like it if as many people as possible joined into this fun meme.  If you are posting on your own blog - let us know so that I, and other participants, can come along and applaud.
I’m hopeless at poetry so I always do a story.

It’s a fun challenge…why not join in?
This week's words are:

1. door
2. roll
3. fluctuation
4. ignore
5. personality
6. mother

and/or

1. hilarious
2. north
3. dividend
4. particular
5. use
6. temple

and we have this: 
He looked at his phone, turned pale, then quickly left the room. She watched him, smiling

here is my story:

He looked at his phone, turned pale, then quickly left the room.  She watched him, smiling.  A door slammed upstairs, his study, she thought. Of course he would go straight to his hide-away, she'd known he would, it was where he kept all his little secrets. 
A small part of her felt sorry for him, but she couldn't stop now, she was on a roll, things had to be kept moving, her future security was at stake here.  His mother had warned her, years ago, but she had chosen to ignore the fluctuations in his personality

Now, of course,  she could no longer do so.  One pretence in particular had seemed hilarious at the beginning, his "belief" that he had descended from a temple god in North Tibet, the robes he wore around the house, his use of floor cushions instead of a chair, she thought it all quite funny at the start. 

But a call from her stock-broker had put an end to that. He told her he couldn't continue selling those stocks without a face to face meeting, her inheritance was depleting at a rapid rate, her latest dividend report was very bad,  she needed to come in to the office and discuss things. The shock was enormous, and she'd made arrangements immediately for meetings and inquiries to find out what had been going on. 

She'd hired a private detective who had uncovered his monetary foolings, his shady dealings, his forged signatures on "her" letters to the stockbroker, instructing him to sell or buy and so on, while all the time somehow managing to move most of her money into a private account in his name only. 
 He'd been hiding his true intentions all along, distracting her with different personality changes, different beliefs, even one time dressing in her clothes, pretending he felt more comfortable as a woman! He'd kept her 'off balance'  for years and she'd never suspected he might be conniving behind her back. 

The phone call he'd just received was from the Tax office. He was to be audited and the Auditor was arriving this very afternoon to collect all his books and papers. She wondered if they would allow him to wear those silly robes in prison.

12 comments:

  1. I don't mind his fluctuations, said Lady S, but I can't stand his flatulence.

    Indeed, said Lady M. And what a bore, personality of a stale oyster.

    Yes well his mother was the same, you know, said Lady S. And cranky? Looked like she was chewing on a brick.

    Totally, said Lady M, reaching for a sausage roll. And as I always say, you might ignore bad manners in a person but never bad genes. Some of them appear to have been dragged up from a toilet.

    I don't like that word toilet, said Lady S, the correct term is lavatory. My uncle Angus, as you know, declared himself bankrupt then shot himself in a public lavatory - not a "toilet"

    I wonder that he had a penny to get in there, thought Lady M, who had known the uncle well.

    -Robert.
    Hello darlings.

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    1. Last line was perfect. Great humor, Robert!

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  2. River---what a hoot. Karma...he got nailed by karma. Hopes she can drain him of whatever he has left. Great read.

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  3. This is really clever. And we already know what his defence is going to be (insanity). Glad that she hired the detective and knows that he is crazy like a fox....

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  4. A great little story, River...he sure got his come-uppance; his karma came back to bite him on the butt!

    Well done...and fun!

    Have a wonderful weekend. :)

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  5. fishducky; me too, although I could have kept it going.

    R.H. nice to see you playing along and what a great story.

    Susan Kane; she's kind enough to leave him with the amount he had when they met, but she gets all her stolen cash back from the overseas accounts he stashed it in.

    Elephant's Child; not only is he not insane, but he made the mistake of bragging to an old family friend who likes his wife better than him.

    Lee; thank you. He got his alright. Karma can be very cruel when necessary.

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  6. You all have a great weekend while I get my new modem sorted and working. K is coming to help, I'm paying her with diet coke, a beverage normally never ever seen in my house.

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  7. Oh, he was a rotter!
    You placed your words well.

    Good luck with your ADSL..

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  8. Margaret-whiteangel; he certainly was, sneaky and conniving from the moment he met her. ADSL will get sorted tomorrow and I will be writing down step-by-step instructions and answers to every question I have. K is very patient with me.

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  9. HA! Fabulous. The dirty dog is getting what he deserves! Great use of the words, kiddo.

    While taking care of my emails early this morning, I wondered why I hadn't gotten any comments on my newest post, which was "supposed" to publish at 12:34 AM, as usual. Then a comment came in from you from my last post, saying you liked the new heading. Oops! Some dummy hadn't taken the new post out of the "draft" status. (I wonder who that could have been...) The new header goes a lot better with the new post. HA!

    Have a super weekend.

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  10. Susan; that sneaky dog gets exactly what he deserves.

    I wondered about that, usually a new header picture indicates a new post, i thought maybe you'd been too busy to write one, so just changed the picture. I'll pop over and have a read.

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