Some revenge is good piping hot.

I’ve been a bit too busy to try the Friday Fictioneers prompt lately. But as I wrote a comment (a rather long one — 50 words) on Dale’s story, I realized maybe I could expand it to make a story of my own. So here it is:

PHOTO PROMPT © Todd Foltz

Catherine peeled an eye open at 4 a.m. Okay, today she would march over to her neighbors and complain. It might be natural for a rooster to crow at dawn. It wasn’t natural for the same rooster to crow at brunch… and lunch… and tea… and dinner… and high tea… and supper… and apparently just to say goodnight. Or was he just that good with the ladies?

But before she could open her mouth, her neighbor said, “Hi! I was just coming over to invite you and the rest of our neighbors to dinner tonight. We’re having chicken pot pie!”

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Lost Letter

I’m wondering if I could make this a longer story for Memorial Day. Again, thanks to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for her thought-provoking prompts. I always think “no way” and always come away thinking, “Son of a gun!” So here’s the latest 100 word story:

Copyright Sandra Crook

They wandered around the memorial, searching out the bricks that had names. They’d found classmates lost to Viet Nam and unfamiliar names lost to later wars, the grandchildren of classmates.

“Found one,”  called Beverly.  “You knew this guy, right, Maizie?  Did you know he died in Nam? Funny, I always thought he just moved away.”

Maizie couldn’t speak. Or think.

He’d never answered her calls or the letter telling him she was pregnant.  In a rage she had put his baby up for adoption and the man far out of her heart.

Had the letter ever reached him?

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