First, my apologies for not tending to all the comments last week. As I’m sure many of you were doing, I was preparing for the end of the world… Or not. Please know that I read and appreciated all of your comments, even if I did not respond!
Next week, I hope to be on schedule and only post one story, but I can’t promise to wait till Friday. I might not follow many rules, but at least I managed to get both of these down to 100 words!
Photo by Scott L. Vannatter
Headline News (100)
Cats were everywhere. A tabby leapt from the table and rubbed his head on the newspaper on the kitchen floor. Angelique picked up the paper and read as she walked into the living room.
“Serial killer apprehended in local Waffle House after police received a tip from a man identifying himself only as ‘Gabe.’ The Druggist of Death’s most recent victim, artist Julienne Grace, was recently found dismembered in a downtown apartment…”
A woman sobbed.
“I loved him so much.”
Angelique knelt beside the pea-green recliner and held his mother’s hand.
“Hush, Marge, it will be over soon.”
Photo by Jean L. Hays
The Call for Strength (100 words)
“Much better, dear.”
Outside, the last snowflake melted on touching the ground.
“I don’t have strength for worse.”
Angelique wished her hot cocoa could warm her.
Claire leveled her green eyes at Angelique.
“You have more strength than you know, child.”
The ring of her iPhone distracted Claire. She snatched it off the table just as Angelique read the caller’s name.
“Will?” Claire paused, listening. “Having coffee with one of my angels…” She smiled at Angelique. “She’s very good at what she does.” The smile faded. “No, I understand. Sit tight.”
Claire lowered her phone.
“To the penitentiary, Angelique. Immediately.”
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