Wednesday's Words on a Friday
The aim of the words is to encourage us to write. A story, a poem, whatever comes to mind.
If you are posting an entry on your own blog, please let us know so we can come along and read it.
This month the words are supplied by Vest and can be found here.
1. mixture
2. summer
3. footsteps
4. warmth
5. shelter
6. chilly
Here is my short story:
On this
wintry afternoon, I stood in the warmth of my kitchen, stirring the scrambled
eggs mixture, thinking how the golden colour of it reminded me of the summer
sun.
As I
stirred the pan and waited for the toast to pop up, I listened for footsteps
along the garden path leading to my front door. Would my son make it home
tonight? Or would he be “sleeping rough”
again as he already had so many times this year?
Through
my window I could see the clouds gathering, could see the branches beginning to
sway in the strengthening winds. The evening was getting chilly out there and I
hoped he could at least find shelter, somewhere dry to curl up and sleep.
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Oh so sad...
ReplyDeleteGrace; sad for so many who are doing it tough and for those at home who wonder...
DeleteI could feel the cold outside!!
ReplyDeletefishducky; it's a good story when the reader can feel what the writer wants to get across.
DeleteA mothers concern for her child...sad and lovely all at the same time.
ReplyDeleteonly slightly concerned; mothers never stop worrying do they?
DeleteI hope he can find shelter too. And hope that the shelter becomes permanent. Soon.
ReplyDeleteElephant's Child; perhaps he has a friend or two who can lend a bed for a night.
DeleteSad that so many people are homeless but he does have a home to go to.
ReplyDeleteI really feel like scambled eggs now.
Merle......
Merle; perhaps home is too far away right now. I feel like scrambled eggs myself, that might just be dinner tonight.
DeleteI'm hoping there will be a warm reunion later in the evening, and another pan of eggs.
ReplyDeleteVal; that would be a great outcome :)
DeleteWell done, River. :)
ReplyDeleteLee; thank you.
DeleteAnd for some unpublished reason he prefers to remain homeless.
ReplyDeleteI am wondering "Why".
Nice but sad story.
Vest; there are probably many reasons people can't go home, some temporary, some permanent.
DeleteVery nice story River - well done.
ReplyDeleteMargaret-whiteangel; thank you.
DeleteThis speaks volumes in a few words. A mother never quits being concerned for her babies.
ReplyDeletemessymimi; and some babies need more worrying than others.
DeleteYou are so good at this and usually leave us hoping things will end well.
ReplyDeleteArkansas Patti; things turning out well isn't always guaranteed, but the hope is there.
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