The original Words for Wednesday was begun by Delores and eventually taken over by a moveable feast of participants when Delores had computer troubles.
The aim of the words is to encourage us to write, a story, a poem, whatever comes to mind.
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This month the words are supplied by Delores and can be found here.
This week's words are:
Here is my story:
Bellicose as always, John Walker fumed and stomped his way around the airport as he watched the plane taxiing along the tarmac. The whine of the jet engines became a roar as the plane soared into the blue. With his luggage. Without him.
“Well that’s it,” he shouted. “I’m well and truly stumped now. I’ll never make it in time to join the Lobby for Change group now.”
Jennie, his wife, holding an enormous carry-on bag, tried to soothe him. Using the last vestige of her patience, she dangled a carrot, offering to go to the desk and see if they could get on another flight.
“Another flight?” he shouted. “You know I can only fly with Whitetail Airlines, all those others give me the jitters!” “But why?” asked Jennie for probably the thousandth time in their ten year marriage. “From the inside you can’t tell any difference.” “Of course there is a difference,” said John. “And if you didn’t dither around so much deciding what to bring we would have been here in plenty of time.”
“We were here in plenty of time,” said Jennie with a spark of unaccustomed anger. “If you hadn’t spent so much time arguing over the temperature of your coffee in that little café, we would have heard the boarding calls and been on that plane. Why must you argue over every little thing with everybody? Now give me that boarding pass before you mangle it any further. I’ll go and ask about another flight.”