Wednesday's Words on a Friday

 

The original Words for Wednesday was begun by Delores and eventually taken over by a moveable feast of participants when Delores had computer troubles. Sadly, Delores has now closed her blog forever due to other problems.

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 to read it and add a few encouraging words.

This month the words/prompts are supplied by T. Powell Coltrin and can be found here

This week's words/prompts are: 

1. sister 2. warning 3. assignment 4. angry 5. tourist 

and/or: 

1. large 2. quest 3. blackmail 4. blunder 5. notebook

Also including Charlotte's colour of the month which is reseda green for April

Here is my story:

My head drooped yet again and I realized if I was going to get this assignment finished tonight, I needed a large mug of coffee. I cleared a space on my desk then stumbled my way down the hall into the kitchen. In my quest for the desired wake-up juice I didn’t immediately notice my sister sitting in the old reseda green armchair by the fireplace. She was staring at a letter with a puzzled look on her face. “What’s up Suze?”

“This letter,” she said. “I can’t believe what I’m seeing. It’s a blackmail letter.” “Oooh,” I said, “blundered into the world of crime and got caught eh?” “Don’t be ridiculous,” she answered. “Listen to this; I saw wot you done and if you don’t want your huzban to no, bring $20 to the choklat shop in the morning. This is your only warning.” I was wide awake now and took the letter from her hand. “This is a child’s writing and the page appears to be torn from a school notebook. Was there an envelope?” “No,” said Suze, “but it was slipped into my bag sometime during the day and I can’t think how or when.” 

“The answer is simple then,” I said. “We go to The Chocolate Shoppe for breakfast in the morning and see who is sitting there waiting for his or her payment.” “Sounds good to me,” Suze said, yawning, “toasted muffins and hot chocolate is a good way to start a Friday.”

We made our way to The Chocolate Shoppe early the next morning and had to wait in line behind a large man loudly complaining his hot chocolate had not been nearly hot enough and he could get better ‘back home’ wherever that was. He finally left and I stepped up to order our breakfast. Carol behind the counter let out a sigh. “That was one angry tourist, I hope the rest of my shift goes better.” I told her why Suze and I were here as she placed muffins in the toaster and prepared our drinks. “Have you seen any children hanging about?” I asked.

“Behind you in the far corner,” she said. “It’s Billy Thomas and I’m guessing he doesn’t know Suze isn’t married. He was hanging around yesterday staring at the chocolates in the window and he saw Suze kissing John goodbye at the bus stop.”