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Twittering Tales #132 – 16 April 2019

Twittering Tales
About the challenge: Each Tuesday I will provide a photo prompt. Your mission, if you choose to accept the challenge, is to tell a story in 280 characters or less. When you write your tale, be sure to let me know in the comments with a link to your tale. If you would prefer to post your tale in the comments (some people have very specific blog themes but still want to participate), I am happy to post a link to your site when I post your tale in the Round Up.

A final note: if you need help tracking the number of characters in your story, there is a nifty online tool that will count for you at charactercountonline.com.

I will do a roundup each Tuesday, along with providing a new prompt. And if for some reason I missed your entry in the Roundup, as I have occasionally done, please let me know. I want to be sure to include your tale.

Finally, have fun!


Twittering Tales #131 -The Roundup

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Photo by Adhitya Andanu at Pexels.com

Starting us off…
Grounded
The flights were grounded. Sadie scrolled through texts until one caught her eye.
“She’s gone Sadie. I’m so sorry.”
Sadie looked up, tears welling up in her eyes when she saw a familiar face staring back at her in the rain dappled window.
“Bye mom. We sure are gonna miss you.”
~kat
277 Characters

By The Dark Denizen:
Downpour
The rain is pouring down hard.
I do usually love the rain. However, today it has completely ruined my plans. It was all going well until now. The takeoff has been delayed. How will my plan be executed now?
I just can’t hijack a grounded flight…
Character Count: 245

By Reena at ReInventions:
Escape
Fear grips him as he hears announcements about the flight being delayed due to bad weather. It is his last hope for freedom, his ticket to a new life in another country.
The police can be here any moment.
(203 characters)

By Kate at Everywhere and Nowhere:
Adventure
She was glad she had the window seat, so no one would see her tears.
This was it, she was saying goodbye to her life as she knew it and striking out on her own.
Everyone kept telling her how exciting it was, but the word her brain went to was terrifying.
I hope this isn’t a mistake.
Characters: 280

By Fandango at This, That, and the Other:
Ground Hold
“This is your captain speaking. Thunderstorms have moved into the area and air traffic control has put a ground hold on flights. We will remain on the tarmac awaiting a weather update.”
Mark looked at his watch. “Dammit, I’m going to miss my son’s birthday party. I hate this job.”
(280 characters)

By Ron at Read4Fun:
Bordering on Crazy
Her tears matched the sky’s. She had sent her firstborn. A daughter’s sacrifice for the defense of a thankless nation. Most of her had returned first class. The box occupied little space. Stupid policies ordered her to resist the Invaders from the South. RIP, ICE Agent, El Paso.
279 characters

By Larry at EastElmhurst.A.Go.Go:
I May Never Get There
I’ve finally gotten my passport. My ethnic background’s Irish so I’m going to Ireland on Aer Lingus from La Guardia. Thought it’d never happen. “Ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain,” I hear. “Due to severe weather conditions, we are unable to…”

By Graham at Graham is Just My Name:
She watched the jet depart and shed a solitary tear.
She exuded melancholy, but unbeknownst to the casual onlooker, was relieved that the sick bastard had finally left for good.
Only compassion for the crew and passengers prevented the cruellest of thoughts from arising in her mind.
(280 chars)

By Kristian at Tales From the Mind of Kristian:
Maiden Flight
Past obscuring lines of rain
I see the waiting aeroplane
A rising panic grips my chest
Like pangs of hunger manifest
I take a pill to ease my stress
The panic pains soon regress
I conquered fear, my mental plight
Now it’s my maiden Pilots flight
I feel brilliantly
Won’t you fly with me?
[278 Characters]

By Di at Pensitivity101:
Tabatha looked forlornly out of the window, and then at all the people in the departure lounge.
‘We’re not all going to fit,’ she said.
‘Of course we will Honey,’ her mother replied.
‘No we won’t. The planes are shrinking in the rain.’
232 characters.

By Willow at WillowDot21:
Rory watched the rain as the plane taxied to its slot.That was the worst flight he’d been on. Turbulence all the way passengers only allowed up for the loo.Serving dinner had been hairy they’d nearly lost the trolley more than once.God he’d never been so grateful to see Heathrow.
(280 Characters)

By John at The Magic Shop:
Safe Landing
The pilot knew. Despite the current misery that the passengers were enduring, it was safer for them to stay onboard. They had landed two hours ago just as the storm began. Something was in the rain. A thing that pulled two men up off the runway with it’s tentacles as the pilot being the only witness.
(300 characters)

By Patricia at A Wise Woman’s Journey:
All I Can See
Bright lights,
airplane awaiting for clearance
to fly…
but all I can see
are the tears that fall
with the raindrops…endlessly,
as my lover sits in the airplane
waiting for his new life to take off
without me to never return again.
228 Characters

By Regina at Help from Heaven:
Adventure Delayed, Not Lost
As the cantankerous old man screams at the airline personnel about losing his vacation, I want to say to him, “Sir, the rain only means the adventure is delayed. You wil still make sweet memories.” Safe on the ground, my anticipation of laughter, love, and good food grows.
(275 characters)

By Tessa at Tessa Can Do It:
The rain provided coverage as Will circled the small plane looking for a way to sneak on board and stowaway.
The stewardess opened the hatch to allow passengers to enter, but was called away. Will used the chance to climb aboard and hide in the luggage area without a hitch.
273 characters

By Anurag at Jagahdilmein:
Best Served Wet
I saw the plane still on the ground, and thanked God for the storm.
I’d be able to make it just in time…to finally be face-to-face with HIM.
For the world, he was the hero who’d saved passengers after a bird-hit.
For me, he was just the human who had hit my father with a plane.
279 characters

By Ennle at Abandoned Amenities:
Dreams on Pyre
Though it was raining
The evening I left, the
Plane looked to be in
Flames…I died tortured
Death of heart in
Shattered shards
Dreams laid out on pyre.
Not even a mile from
Beach, I should have walked
Into the waves slow deep…
No one would have noticed
Till steam rose like lava, below.

By Indhu at Always:
Saviour!
I looked up from my phone and stared out of the window in disbelief.
“180 feared dead” read the news. The previous flight is missing and is nowhere to be located in this terrible weather.
I thanked my alarm for not working today morning!
<236 characters>

By MSJadeli at Tao Talk:
She sat in the car, waiting for the passengers to debark. Delays in Chicago meant she’d waited two extra hours. He was worth it. Five long years since seeing the love of her life.
The plane’s door began to open.
Grabbing the cuffs, she said, “OK, deputy, let’s go get him.”

By JP at JP the Wide-Eyed Wanderer:
Dance in the Rain
Rain falls and
lightning strikes
in the heart of darkness
alone tonight
For love will come
and love will go
the rain will fall
and wind will blow
When in love’s storm
our hearts are lost
we chance the fire
and never count the cost
I learned to dance
in the rain,
sing the song
forget the pain
character count 278

By Sadje at Keep It Alive:
The rain was making things difficult for the travelers. A delay was announced yet again in the flight time. Mum and dad were both tired of waiting in the lounge but Sally’s excitement knew no bounds as she knew that she was going to meet her grandparents at the end of the journey. She was the epitome of a well behaved child.
Character count:261

By Peter at Peter’s Pondering:
Since those huge bright globes appeared low in the sky it hadn’t been safe to venture outside.
All who tried were frazzled to a cinder.
We soon realised that we needed to keep to the shadows, but then the acid rain proved deadly too!
We’ve now used the last of the food and water!
(280 characters)

By Deb at Twenty Four:
Looking out at the sunlite garden, he conceded that though his parents had sacrificed a lot to give him this opportunity, awareness and willingness were two different things.
With a deep sigh he gazed down at the photo, and this writing prompt wasn’t doing much for him.
(270 characters)

By Radhika at Radhika’s Reflection:
The Solo Trip
Her first solo trip abroad, had taught Annie life skills and learning beyond the two decades of formal education.
Missed flight, incessant weather, bitter experience, helpful people, diverse culture, dealing with situations….it was a mixed bag.
She was now ready to take on life!
Letter count 280

By The IndieShe:
It was a chaotic day.It had been raining heavily with many flights being delayed or cancelled The rain pattered windows watched the neon lights preening themselves in the glistening tarmac .The overcast sky now the master of its own realm as it had grounded the alien invaders.
(280 characters)

By Namitha at The Cosmo Dame:
Power
My eyes were filled with tears as I boarded the flight.
‘New life new beginning’ I told myself, yet, clear wasn’t my sight.
With a blurred vision I looked outside, water droplets trying to kiss the window.
Like a feeling of an unknown power telling ‘Move on, I am here with you!’.
Character Count: 277

By John at Broadsides:
With apologies to TripAdvisor
Landing in Ireland! It’s raining! But you’ll have your umbrellas, your wellington boots AND galoshes, and a fold up ponchos, for emergen rain. And you’ll be off to see Blarney castle – in the rain, the Giants Causeway – in the rain, to drink a pint of Gluiness – in the rain, and if you’re lucky, to watch a Gaelic hurling match, in the rain.


Wonderful tales this week! Thank you everyone for taking the time to tweet! And if you are new here, welcome! I hope you’ll join us again! For this week’s prompt, a photo of a relic by Luis Quintero at Unsplash.com. You don’t see many of these around anymore, with smart phones and tablets. As I was writing my little tale, I thought about how quickly technology has advanced in my own lifetime. I can only imagine how we will communicate with each other fifty years from now! Feel free to use this week’s prompt as a launching pad for a look past or a look to the future. In 280 characters or less…and I’ll see you at the round up!


Photo by Luis Quintero on Unsplash.com

Pay Phone

“What’s that Gran?”

“Oh that? Well, for a quarter you could call someone and talk to them.”

“So it’s a phone?”

“Yes! I even remember when it only cost a dime!”

“Why would anyone pay?”

“Oh Sarah!” Gran laughed, “that was before smart phones!”

“Wow! That must’ve been a looong time ago!”

~kat


Twittering Tales #130 – 2 April 2019

About the challenge: Each Tuesday I will provide a photo prompt. Your mission, if you choose to accept the challenge, is to tell a story in 280 characters or less. When you write your tale, be sure to let me know in the comments with a link to your tale. If you would prefer to post your tale in the comments (some people have very specific blog themes but still want to participate), I am happy to post a link to your site when I post your tale in the Round Up.

A final note: if you need help tracking the number of characters in your story, there is a nifty online tool that will count for you at charactercountonline.com.

I will do a roundup each Tuesday, along with providing a new prompt. And if for some reason I missed your entry in the Roundup, as I have occasionally done, please let me know. I want to be sure to include your tale.

Finally, have fun!


Twittering Tales #129 -The Roundup

Starting us off..
Canary Test Fail
“Poor bastards. They thought those damn birds would save ‘em.”
“Let’s just do what we came here for.” Agent Shultz sighed, as he tugged at one of the cages.
The chemical attack had been swift. The birds died instantly, and along with them, the people who placed their hope in them.
~kat
279 Characters

By MSJadeli at Tao Talk:
Steel webs hold sorrow captive 
and trap the remembering of 
folly or random ends. 
hopes also trapped
for happy returns.
how selfish.
let them fly free,
souls flitting,
sparkling 
jewels.
on a cosmic ocean
they will play —
and wait
for you —
there.
[237 characters]

By Kate at Everywhere and Nowhere:
beacon
My father used to say they were there to catch wishes and I believed him because I was too young to be there as night fell. When I was old enough to watch people light the candles, put them inside and raise them to the sky I realised it wasn’t wishes they caught but memories.
Characters: 276

By Reena at ReInventions:
Cages
“The birds have been set free.”
“Not all. This is a red light area, and there are many inside the cages inside the building. Call the police for a rescue operation.”
I wonder why some faces in the room turned red.
(211 characters)

By The Dark Netizen:
Cages
Here they come, the supposed saviours.
They have come to challenge me. No doubt they want to defeat me and take possession of the keys to the cages. Do they think that they can free their captured kin from my grasp so easily? I am not letting them have my pets.
They are all mine…
Character Count: 280

By Fandango at This, That, and the Other:
Birdman
They called him Birdman. He strung birdcages on wires between the buildings. They thought it was pleasant and enjoyed the chirping of all of the birds.
But then he got carried away. Too many cages. Too much noise. Too much bird poop falling on the kids playing in the alley below.
(279 characters)

By Di at Pensitivity101:
Part One:
No-one was allowed to keep a pet in their apartment, but there was nothing to say they couldn’t have one outside.
113 characters.
Part Two:
The Bird has flown.
19 characters
Part Three:
Now all her kids were grown, somehow the empty nest syndrome didn’t seem so bad.
80 characters.

By Ramya at And Miles to Go Before I Sleep:
Empty Cages
The cages lay empty..
They have always been empty..
These cages were installed in hope that birds and humans can coexist together..
But who would want to live with the humans who took their home to create concrete jungle.
Character Count : 218

By Kristian at Tales from the Mind of Kristian:
To Appreciate the Cage, You Need To Be Outside
They appeared overnight. No one knew who’d hung the cages across the street. Someone with too much leisure time, no doubt.
The street artist turned from the gawping crowd, the look of enjoymentclear on her face.
The message was to appreciate your freedom before it’s too late.
[278 Character]

By Regina at Help From Heaven:
Free to Live Our Best Lives
Guilt and shame are like cages,
Holding us hostages by their lies,
Making us believe we cannot change,
No matter how hard we have tried.
But, let’s look in our mirrors,
Forgiving ourselves for past sins.
Then the doors of our cages will open,
Freeing us to live our best lives again.
(277 characters)

By Radhika at Radhika’s Reflection:
Caged Memories!
Their affair had been wonderful till it lasted. Everything was going their way until life threw up some unexpected twists which led to their eventual breakup.
Free, yet caged to the innumerable memories they shared as a couple, didn’t help Tia get over it. Was she really free?
letter count : 278

By Tessa at Tessa Can Do It!:
The landlords would not allow pets in the apartments so all the residents got birds or small dogs or cats and hung the cages in the alleyway around the wash on the lines. The landlords couldn’t complain since they were technically not in the apartments themselves.
265 characters

By Ennle at Abandoned Amenities:
The Birds Knew
It was always the birds
From first glimpse
Outside his window.
He despised the city
But for birds’ flutter
Winged song his
Preferred company
Conversation
Society he related to
Familiar with cages.
Uncomfortable amid
Human babbling ~
Made no sense to him
But the birds knew
His spirit, language.
280 characters

By Hayley at The Story Files:
Robirds
Opening my window, I smoked my first cig of the morning. The cages strung between apartment blocks were filled with brightly colored, noisy birds. As a child, I’d thought them real and tried to set them free but there were no animals and those birds are robots.

By Anurag at Jagahdilmein:
Those Were The Days
This used to be the most beautiful street in the city, wildly popular among residents as well as tourists.
But not anymore.
Not since the epidemic, after which the cages had to be emptied.
After all, no bird in his right mind would want to see a dead, rotting human in a cage.
274 characters.

By Jo at A Creative PTSD Gal:
Trapping Wings
$10,000 REWARD!
Small songbird escaped May 4th.
She has gold wings, pearl beak…’
Ell recalled the poster when she saw a bird with actual gold wings and beak of pearl.
She thought, ‘The sweet songs are lovely but I think she’s worth more than the reward.’
That day she set her traps.
Character Count: 280

By Willow at WillowDot21:
Birdcage Walk.
No one noticed the eggs arrival.They incubated on their own. The chicks were put in cages and hung between the buildings. The birds thrived growing to huge proportions. People came from all over to see them. They renamed the road Birdcage Walk. Then one day the cages were empty.
(279 Characters)

By Deborah at A Wise Woman’s Journey:
Caged Souls
Caged souls
that…
cannot sing
lying in wait
for release
whilst in the
midst of their
dark season
of healing
and their
broken wings
are mended
to fly
far and beyond
the pain that
took their life
and become
the lyrics
that sing
to the other
caged souls
that are
lying in wait
lifting their spirits
and filling them
with hope
to carry
them through
until…
it is their time
to fly
far and beyond
the pain
that killed them.

By John at Broadsides:
Noah was concerned. His plan to have a male and female of every species of bird that flew across the earth was getting out of hand.. He was going to need a bigger boat.

By Ron at Read 4 Fun:
Birds Twitter
The narrow streets protected the cages from sound wave attacks. EMP had destroyed all digital technology in the first few hours. Then came the bio attacks that killed so many humans. Now all communication was by carrier birds. Like the past, the bird was the word. Big Bird rules.
280 characters

By Peter at Peter’s Pondering:
It was a huge turnout for the inaugural “Invisible Hot Air Balloon Convention.”
The baskets had to be in the form of bird cages, but otherwise there were no restrictions. Balloons could be any shape and size, and colour.
Everyone was ecstatic.
Me, I just couldn’t see the attraction!
(279 characters)

By Graham at Graham is Just My Name:
The Bird Liberators are hanging empty cages in all major cities this weekend to remind us that caging has been a criminal offence since 2028.
Their leader, Robin Perch, announced a rebrand, as the RoboBird Liberators, following a recent rise in the popularity of Robobird cagings. (279 characters)

By Deb at Twenty Four:
She had high hopes when she saw the advert, two bedroom townhouse close to transport and the city centre and it was at a price tag even she could afford.
Now though, as she looked out of the window, the last comment made a disturbing kind of sense.
Must not own a bird.
Yep.
(273 characters)

By Sadje at Keep It Alive:
It certainly made a statement, as was his aim. All these empty birdcages suspended between the alley walls. He got lot of coverage in the social media for this stunt. When the big new network interviewed him and ask the rationale behind this he told them that this represented the soul of the society.
Character count; 243

By Linda Lee at Charmed Chaos:
Vanished
The wee ones had never seen a bird, or heard their lilting songs. But Claire remembers well. Brilliant feathers, in all the colors of the rainbow. Haunting melodies that carried on the wind night and day. And then, they were gone, vanished in thin air, and the world fell silent.

By JP at The Wide-Eyed Wanderer:
The Ebony Wisps
The Ebony Wisps had sharp talons and needle-like teeth. They feared only one thing, birds. The children strung open cages between the buildings inviting the birds to come. The birds loved the new homes and twittered merrily away while dive bombing any Wisp that came within reach.
character count 280

By Tina at Tina Stewart Brakebill:
Empty Cages
No one saw them come. They just appeared overnight. Cages. Thousands of them, millions probably. Everywhere. We stared. Pointed. Hypothesized. Made bets on what had been inside, where they had run off to. Nobody guessed the cages weren’t really empty. Until it was too late.


So…a little bird told me…not really, I just wanted to use that line. Well done everyone. Welcome new tweeters! Thank you to everyone who gave last week’s challenge a go. For this week a Photo prompt by Marc Schäfer at Unsplash.com that begs an answer. “Things I wanted to say…but never did.” You could tell a proper tale with unspoken, spoken dialog, a tale of regret…or if you’re game, this is your chance to get something off your chest. No diatribes allowed, mind you…you only have 280 characters to spill those beans. At any rate have fun! I’m listening…And I’ll see you at the roundup!


Twittering Tales #130 – 2 April 2019

Photo by Marc Schäfer at Unsplash.com

You Had Me At…

I could never bring myself to say it. There were so many opportunities. Times we passed in the hall. That rainy day I held the door as you rushed by, damp hair smelling of cologne. Rememember? Why would you. Now I’m left to wonder what might have been if only I’d said ‘hello’.

~kat

277 Characters

p.s. I loathe WP’s new “wonderful blocks”. It makes doing summary posts a nightmare! Just saying. Rant over! Happy Tweeting!

 


Twittering Tales #129 – 26 March 2019

About the challenge: Each Tuesday I will provide a photo prompt. Your mission, if you choose to accept the challenge, is to tell a story in 280 characters or less. When you write your tale, be sure to let me know in the comments with a link to your tale. If you would prefer to post your tale in the comments (some people have very specific blog themes but still want to participate), I am happy to post a link to your site when I post your tale in the Round Up.

A final note: if you need help tracking the number of characters in your story, there is a nifty online tool that will count for you at charactercountonline.com.

I will do a roundup each Tuesday, along with providing a new prompt. And if for some reason I missed your entry in the Roundup, as I have occasionally done, please let me know. I want to be sure to include your tale.

Finally, have fun!

And REMEMBER…you have 280 characters (spaces and punctuation included), to tell your tale…and a week to do it. I can’t wait to see what you create this week.


Twittering Tale #128 – The Roundup

Starting us off…
They Call Me Yoda
I was joking when I said, I wanted to come back as one of their dogs. Didn’t think I’d be dying so soon. 
Now, here I am, a pug! I couldn’t be a Shepherd or a Rottweiler? 
Anyhow, they call me Yoda. And they do treat me good. You might not believe it, but this is my happy face.
~kat
277 Characters

By MSJadeli at Tao Talk
Please Tell Me Why
When Dr. Jekyll asked my two-legged if I wanted to be part of a cutting-edge animal research experiment, why, oh why, did she agree. They put me in one pod and the octopus in the other, linked the pods, and flipped the switch. Now look at me. I’ll never play fetch again. You should see him!
[292 characters]

By The Dark Netizen:
Hooman
Humans are not a very smart species.
My hooman however, is not your average human. She’s way less smart. Don’t mistake me. She’s a lovely person and loves me a lot. But not the brightest bulb.
She keeps the air conditioning so low sometimes. I need to wrap myself up in a blanket…
Character Count: 280

By Reena at ReInventions:
Warmth
Warmth has a new meaning since you entered my life. I worry seeing the wrinkled lines of tension on your face, and then realize that you are happy…. Why am I being a fool? I’ve never loved anyone as much.
You are the blanket of emotional security that covers me…. I hope, forever.(279 characters)

By Kate at Everywhere and Nowhere:
On Guard
My humans keep telling me how cute I am but I’m not really listening. Instead I am watching the human with the black box that keeps setting off a blinky light, anytime I move I am put back in this position and given a treat, seems suspicious.
Must not fall asleep, must stay alert.
Characters: 280

By Fandango at This, That, and the Other:
Pug in a Towel
They said he’d been traumatized before he was dropped off at the shelter wrapped in a towel.
They said he would need patience and understanding from a loving family.
They said it would take some time.
They didn’t say he’d wrap himself in that old towel and whimper all the time.
(278 characters)

By Kristian at Tales from the Mind of Kristian:
Pugs in Blankets
She wrapped him in a tassel blanket and gave a laugh.
She took the picture and added it to her dating profile labelled ‘Pugs in Blankets’.
Her Pug thought “Silly girl! Take me for a walk and I’ll find the perfect guy. You can tell the best humans by the way they treat their dogs.”
[280 Characters]

By Hayley at The Story Files:
Pug Face
Back from a quick lunchtime walk, both my pug and I were soaked to the bone. We stood shivering in the hallway, wondering why we had risked going outside in monsoon style weather.
Grabbing towels, I wrapped us both up and saw my pug’s face saying it all.

By Teresa at The Haunted Wordsmith:
What Did You Do?
I tried to be careful. I did. Accidents will happen though. I didn’t think it would look as bad as it did after it dried. Instead of a small spot, it was now a blot on her favorite shawl. Her keys turned in the bolt. Quick hide! Look cute! Look sad! Look apologetic! I’m sorry!
277 characters

By Ron at Read 4 Fun:
Going to the Dogs
All I needed was an heir to the Throne. Eleanor birthed Mary, a girl. To her castle! Anne gave me a girl. To the block! I’ve heard the country is going to the dogs and I’ve been accused of going to extremes. But this one looks the best of the litter. We’ll work on the coronation.
280 characters

By Di at Pensitivity101: (It’s a record!)
Pug in a Blanket
Well it worked for E.T!
23 characters

By Willow at WillowDot21:
Pug in a Blanket
Azriel was missing, Mike and Gabe had searched hi and low to no avail.Satan was enjoying watching them.The Big Man had located him. Sitting on the bed at flat 23, swaddled in a blanket. OMG she’s cute Dave I love her so much. Azriel cringed at the word she. Satan was having fun.
(280 Characters)

By Sadje at Keep It Alive:
Pug in a Blanket
First day is always the toughest. He won’t settle down and won’t stop uttering the tiny whines. I gave him a cuddle and a hug, a treat to make him happy. In the end I realized that he just wants to cuddle in a blanket on my bed.
Character count; 229

By Anita at For the Love Of:
Pug-amus Wisdom
Come one, come all as I tell you a tale
Of wisdom I gathered though I am frail
One concerning my masters who throw me in the cold
To do my business, good grief this really gets old
Will spring or warmth ever show their bright side?
I think not as I snuggle with blanky deep inside

By Tessa at Tessa Can Do It!:
It seemed like a pile of dirty rags just lying there on her bed. Samantha stared. It hadn’t been there this morning. Unsure what it was exactly, she was surprised when it not only moved, but a cry sounded within. She jumped back expecting a rat. Instead it was a cute pug.
272 characters

By Anurag at Jagahdilmein:
Give Me Red
I wrap myself in Grandma’s favourite blanket and wait.
I can still smell her sweet scent on it. She’d been so loving, so caring, so… tasty. 
I just hope little Red Riding Hood has taken after her.
198 characters.

By Daisy at FreshDaisiesDotMe:
You’re (a) Love Gift
You’re the evening soft and velvety
You’re the morning peachy and fuchsia
You’re the moment that’s relieved and blessed
You’re the love that’s pure and virgin
You’re a pug snug in the rug
A love gift wrapped in fur

By Deb at Twenty Four:
When she’d heard the news she’d been so excited, for it was one of her favourite movies and she’d been thrilled when she won tickets to the premiere.
It was only after she’d taken her seat that she wondered why so few were attending.
The opening credits explained it all – E-Pug.
(277 characters)

By Linda at Charmed Chaos:
Unconditional Love
When I was a human I was unloved and unwanted. On my deathbed, I made a wish; to come back as a dog. And it happened, here I am wrapped in a blanket, loved beyond reason. You want to know what’s funny? As a human I never knew you had to love unconditionally in order to be loved.

By JPP at JP the Wide-eyed Wanderer:
Sandworm of Arrakis
So, this is it. I work my tail off to get into field work. Eight years as a Class 1 senior MIB agent and THIS is the disguise I get? Freakin’ Annelids. I’ll get those stupid worm guys if it’s the last things I do. I’ll teach them not to dress ME up like an Arraki Sandworm.
character count 277

By Peter at Peter’s Pondering:
You think this is funny?
Cute?
Sweet?
Ah, I want one just like that?
Well, let me tell you matey, this ain’t any of the above.
It is agony!
I have an itch on my nose that I cannot scratch, AND I’m bursting for a pee.
The minute I get out of here I’m going to pee in every shoe I can find!
(280 characters)

By John at Broadsides:
I have loads of fronds who all like me, on Facebook, Twitter, Vimeo, Tumblr, Snapchat, LinkedIn, WhatsApp, Instagram, Pinterest, and YouTube, but most of all I have a human friend who likes me and takes me for walks.

By Lorraine at Lorraine’s Frilly Freudian Slip:
p.i.p.*
I’m in hiding. Disguised as a lumpy blanket. On an unmade bed.
A Kat plans to pugnap me. Force me to be an internet influencer. A YouTube Yahoo.
So, I’m incognito til Twittering Tale #130.
If you don’t cat me out, it’s worth a kilo of kibble.
Yawn. Going under-the-radar-sheets.
(279 characters)
*pug in peril


Thank you everyone for participating in Twittering Tales last week. It was such a cute photo. I couldn’t resist. And you did not disappoint. I loved your tales. For this week, an interesting photo by Tony Dinh at Unsplash.com. What is the story here? This is a real place in Sydney Australia called “Angel Place.” Look it up if you need some inspiration. I trust you will come up with some fantastic tweets! Take a week to simmer on it if you like. You have 280 characters to tell your tale. And I’ll see you at the round up!

Twittering Tales #129 – 26 March 2019

Photo by Tony Dinh at Unsplash.com

Canary Test Fail

“Poor bastards. They thought those damn birds would save ‘em.”

“Let’s just do what we came here for.” Agent Shultz sighed, as he tugged at one of the cages.

The chemical attack had been swift. The birds died instantly, and along with them, the people who placed their hope in them.

~kat

279 Characters


Twittering Tales #125 – 26 February 2019

About the challenge: Each Tuesday I will provide a photo prompt. Your mission, if you choose to accept the challenge, is to tell a story in 280 characters or less. When you write your tale, be sure to let me know in the comments with a link to your tale. If you would prefer to post your tale in the comments (some people have very specific blog themes but still want to participate), I am happy to post a link to your site when I post your tale in the Round Up.

A final note: if you need help tracking the number of characters in your story, there is a nifty online tool that will count for you at charactercountonline.com.

I will do a roundup each Tuesday, along with providing a new prompt. And if for some reason I missed your entry in the Roundup, as I have occasionally done, please let me know. I want to be sure to include your tale.

Finally, have fun!

And REMEMBER…you have 280 characters (spaces and punctuation included), to tell your tale…and a week to do it. I can’t wait to see what you create this week.


Twittering Tales #124 “Lost” – The Roundup

Photo by Gavilla @ Pixabay.com

Starting us off…
Lost
“It’s right here! Just like I told ya’s.”
“But the club is on River Bend. We’re on Canal.”
“I saw a cafe on the corner.”
“Admit it Bud. We’re lost.”
“Shhhh Anne…”
“Oh they can’t hear us. How ‘bout it Sue, lattes and scones?”
“Perfect.”
Ten minutes later…
“Hey where are the girls?” 
~kat
278 Characters

By Deepa at Sync With Deep:
Struggle
he had travelled
the seven seas 
and 
the seven continents…
yet
he struggles 
to find his way
strange is his name
-Mr Wind…

By Willow at WillowDot21:
Lost
All morning wandering around the city. They’d seen many places of interest. None in the right place though! Stopping to discuss where to have their picnic. Dave made a discovery. ‘Bob’ he scolded ‘you’re using that map upsidedown.’ Karen muttered ‘should of gone to Specsavers.’
(Characters 279)

By Nova at My Namaste 365:
Typical Tourists
“The Trade Center Towers memorial is 350 kilometers past that bus stop, mate!” Geraghty emphasizes. 
“Oh poppycock! That isn’t even a bus stop,” Omar followed,” It’s a trash can. Put your glasses on.” Geraghty chuckled a bit, while searching for his bifocals. 
“Ah, lad, you’re right. I see now that it is a stop sign.” Geraghty commented. “Yesh!” Omar whispered. “Franz, the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier is there, to the left of The Washington Monument.”
The problem that kept repeating; however, is that drivers were on the left side of the street.
546 Characters – Nova mentioned that she was having trouble with the 280 characters on her blog. Keep trying Nova. You’ll get it. 😉

By Kristian at Tales from the Mind of Kristian:
Helpful Directions
“Excuse me, we’re lost. Can you tell us where we can find a hotel?”
“Sure, Buddy, straight down there, turn right at the garden centre. It’s number 11. The best hotel in town.”
When they arrived a sign by the door said: “Welcome to the House of Desire”.
“Looks nice,” Keith said.
[276 Characters]

By Fandango at This, That, and the Other:
Damn Tourists
I hate them. The tourists. Always stopping me on the street, asking me how to get to here or there. Do I look like a freakin’ tour guide? Haven’t they ever heard of Google Maps? Type in the name of where you want to go and it shows you a detailed map directing you there. Sheesh!
(279 characters)

By Teresa at The Haunted Wordsmith:
A New Day
First day jitters got to everyone that morning. It was understandable after what had happened, and they were happy just to have won the lottery – millions did not. George and Jen headed out with map in hand to find the coffee shop. They were happy when two campus guides helped.
278 Characters

By Reena at ReInventions:
Born Without
You were born without a sense of direction. And I am fool enough to plan these trips with you….
Trust me, I remember that we have to go left from here. We did that last time.
 <Sigh> Last time was when you were ten years old….
“Dad, we have Google maps,”  interjected a sane voice.

By The Dark Netizen:
Map
“Ron, I think we have to go that way.”
“I agree with you, Bud.”
“Guys, are you sure we are going the right way?”
“Yep.”
“Sure?”
“Positive. You ladies need not worry about a thing.”
“Oh boys, we are not worried about anything, other than reaching the Annual Cartographers Meet, on time.”
Character Count: 280

By Di at Pensitivity101:
Lost
‘OK everyone. We’re looking for 15 Piedmont,’ he said.
‘ We take a left, then the second left and next left’.
‘According to the map that will bring us back here you idiot’.
‘That’s right. It’s behind us.’
‘Very funny Joe’.
218 characters

By Tina at Tina Stewart Brakebill:
The Annual Route 66 Scavenger Hunt Caper
Six years. No wins. But now it was Frank’s turn. Ten days building alliances. Then a little misdirection. That’s all. It wasn’t cheating. It wasn’t! Real Road fans didn’t need directions to Sprague’s Super Service. He’d be wearing that Route 66 Scavenger Hunt Crown by day’s end!
279 characters

By Regina at Help from Heaven:
Entertaining Angels
They saw the couple poring over the map. Margaret thought they should just keep walking and let someone else help them. But Jim went over and and asked if he could help. The couple were so thankful. Later, Jim said to his wife, “You never know if we just entertained angels.”
(275 characters)

By Kate at Everywhere and Nowhere:
it’s all fun and games…
‘It’s definitely down here!’
‘We’re never going to win at this rate.’
‘Darling I think the map was the wrong way up…that’s fine you two go ahead, why listen to me.’
‘If Jim ever says the words orienteering, competition and fun in the same sentence again remind me that I’m busy.’
Characters: 278

By Melanie at Sparks from a Combustible Mind:
Twittering (and no texting)
Rory * hated this.  If you stopped for directions, every idiot with a vocal cord would show up to ‘assist’ you. Rory looked at the map again. The bald guy, unasked, kept insisting they go down the road clearly marked “DEAD END”.  Rory should have followed his own instincts.   
(characters: 274)

By Michael at Morpethroad:
They were sure they had the right address. They hadn’t visited Grandma in a few years.
Where her house used to be was a new shopping mall.
They argued until one remembered Grandma saying to meet her in front of the butchers.
The butchers was where her old house once stood.

By Anurag at Jagahdilmein:
Tourist Traps
“Eiffel Tower? Just take a left,” I told the couple, “and then the 2nd right.”
The couple thanked us eagerly and moved on.
“That’s one good deed done for the day,” said my wife.
“Yup,” I agreed, “Sparky is going to be real grateful when these rich bozos stumble right into his arms.”
280 characters.

By Deb at Twenty Four:
It had been a lovely evening, all the family had gathered to celebrate her hundredth birthday and she had felt both loved and honored but then it happened.
The great grandchildren decided it would be amusing to bring out the candid photos.
It wasn’t.
(248 characters)

By Sadje at Keep it Alive:
Lost
Are we lost?
Of course not, I am never lost. I always know where I am and where I am going.
Then I think we should ask someone for the way
But we aren’t lost, I just told you
Let me have a look at the map maybe I can figure it out
No it’s okay we are almost there.
Sigh!
Character count= 276

By Ron at Read 4 Fun:
Not In My Neighborhood
Found this map on the internet. Look at this; they are everywhere! I thought the government would give us notice a few days before they placed one of them in our neighborhood. According to this map, they are everywhere among us. It’s time to move again, but where? Hide the kids!
279 characters

By John at Broadsides:
“Look, you go down this block until you reach a little cross, then you choose which block to take next” “Blocks are so frustrating,” said his wife, “why can’t we just wander about like we used to?” “But they make it easy to navigate, you’ll never get lost or confused again” “Bloody stupid blocks” said his daughter.

By JP at The Wide-Eyed Wanderer:
Oblivious
People stood on the street outside the offices of Paranormal Investigations arguing over directions. Heedless of the sullen thrumming coming from the building’s interior, they chattered on. They didn’t even hear the shrieks as the ground split swallowing the entire city block.
character count 280

By The Indieshe:
“To cure us of our cyber megalomania, the crafty Grandpa set up a treasure trail in the old town with a holiday in Paris as the prize.
With our smartphones confiscated,we were given maps to find our way.We had no Google to find how to read the Map.
Grandpa won and is in Paris!”
(276 characters)

By Jo at A Creative PTSD Gal:
Lou’s on 66
‘Look, Bruce, if we go left here we’ll get right back on to Route 66.’
‘I see that Leo but if we want to eat at Lou’s we need to go straight.’
The two men argued about the Route 66 trip while their wives snickered.
‘Should we tell them Lou’s is around the corner?’
‘Yeah, and on 66?’
Character Count: 280

By Maranda at Maranda Russell:
Route 66
“Route 66? I remember that road.”
“Great, thanks for the reminiscing, but that doesn’t tell us how to get there.”
“That is a road you only find by following your heart, not a map.”
“Thanks Big Bird, but we aren’t exactly looking for Sesame Street!”
“Shame..I could get you there too.”

By Peter at Peter’s Pondering:
Anthony was not told where his transplanted arm had come from.
He would have loved to know so that he could thank the family of the donor.
He was happy with his new limb, but there were a couple of things that irked him.
The worst of these was the constant urge to give Nazi salutes!
(280 characters)

By Margo at That Little Voice:
Lost in Twittering Tales
“Go 30 meters, that way, turn left. Go 100 meters, around the circle, take the first exit to the right, drive that way for another block.”
“But the map says…”
“No, no, go that way, you can’t miss it, unless you miss the curve at the end of the cul-de-sac…”

By Leena at Soul Connection:
Road Trip
“R v gng 2reach destinatn 2day?”She Askd Fldng Hnds
He Tk Map Frm His Frnd To avd Her Stern Look Frm Glasses
“Ahem we r on rgt track.Turn frm tht block n we wl b thr”His Frnd Tried To Assure
“I think v lost for 3rd tym.Unfrgtfl nvr endng road trip”She Put Her Hnds In Pckt”Lets Gooo”

I loved all the dialogue this week. Well done everyone! And welcome to our newcomers. I hope you’ll be back. I noticed a few of you picked up on the Route 66 decals on the tourists’ matching jackets. Great attention to detail. Thank you for joining the challenge last week. For this week, a familiar scene. Pillows. But there could be so many stories behind this unmade bed. Insomnia, rebellious teenagers, the heartbreak of chronic illness, a crime scene, love’s afterglow. Oh the tales these pillows could tell…if pillows could talk! Do tell. What are the pillows telling you! (in 280 characters or less of course). I’ll see you at the Roundup next week! Have fun!


Twittering Tales #125 – 26 February 2019

Photo by Jay Mantri @ Pixabay.com

The Unmade Bed

The officer scratched his head, “I’m sorry ma’am, what’s the problem? This is your son’s room? Is he missing?”

“He’s at school.”

“Um, OK. How old?”

“He’s 15. He’s always been such a neat boy. Then this! Something’s terribly wrong. Drugs maybe?”

“I’m afraid he’s a teenager ma’am.”

~kat
280 characters



Twittering Tales #122 – 5 February 2019 – It starts with one word…

About the challenge: Each Tuesday I will provide a photo prompt. Your mission, if you choose to accept the challenge, is to tell a story in 280 characters or less. When you write your tale, be sure to let me know in the comments with a link to your tale. If you would prefer to post your tale in the comments (some people have very specific blog themes but still want to participate), I am happy to post a link to your site when I post your tale in the Round Up.

A final note: if you need help tracking the number of characters in your story, there is a nifty online tool that will count for you at charactercountonline.com.

I will do a roundup each Tuesday, along with providing a new prompt. And if for some reason I missed your entry in the Roundup, as I have occasionally done, please let me know. I want to be sure to include your tale.

Finally, have fun!

And REMEMBER…you have 280 characters (spaces and punctuation included), to tell your tale…and a week to do it. I can’t wait to see what you create this week.


Twittering Tale #121 – The Roundup

Photo by Oleg Magni at Pexels.com

Starting us off…
She knew the recipe by heart. Butter, flour and sugar, a few drops of vanilla. These days bakers use fancy appliances to mix the dough, but not Irene. She’d press the flour and butter between her fingertips Into a buttery dough. “Makes the cookies sweeter,” she’d say with a wink.
~kat
278 Characters

By Michael at Morpethroad:
He loved the fair lady and his cooking skills illustrated the ultimate expression of his love. The shapes were standard, the magic ingredient would make all the difference. He sprinkled each with love and baked with care and affection. She swooned. He knew he was on a winner.

By The Dark Netizen:
Cookies
She had arranged the shapes neatly in rows.
She stood back and observed the cookie dough. Her grandchildren loved her cookies. She checked the clock. Just enough time left to bake. She hoped her star and heart cookies would be good enough.
Good enough to win masterchef…
Character Count: 270

By Violet at Voilet’s Lentz:
Perspective
Carmina’s lackluster, cookie cutter existence was quickly put into perspective by a complete stranger- she never even saw- as simultaneously he jabbed what could only have been a gun into her back- and spat the words “Gimme your dough lady. All of it.” gruffly into her right ear.
Character Count: 280

By Deepa at Sync with Deep:
the wait…
once
the cooking
and baking
never seemed
to be enough
today
boxes of snacks 
and cookies
wait for
a lonely kitchen
to sing
once more!!

By Fandango at This, That, and the Other:
Secret Ingredient
“You’ve been open for barely a month,” Donna said, “but your bakery is a such a success. There is a long line of people waiting outside to come in and buy your cookies.”
“It’s my secret ingredient,” Ann said.
“Which is?”
Ann smiled. “If I told you, it wouldn’t be secret, would it?”
(279 characters)

By Kristian at Tales from the Mind of Kristian:
Love Biscuits
“See her over at the bus stop? She used to create the loveliest biscuits in the world. You know what the secret ingredient was?”Sally asked.
“No. What?”
“Love” She replied.
“Is that why they were the best in the world?”
“No dear, that’s why the hygiene inspectors closed her down.”
[279 Characters]

By Douglas at Help from Heaven:
Proud to be a Baker
Todd’s father wanted him to become a doctor, a job for a real man. But, Todd creates treats that bring joy to people’s souls. When they eat his inviting cookies, they forget their troubles for a little while, giving their hearts time to rest. He considers himself a healer.
(275 characters)

By Di at Pensitivity101:
She’d cooked their favourite biscuits, stars and hearts, for the men in her life after a hard day at the mine.
She heard Happy, Grumpy, Sneezy, Bashful, Doc, Sleepy and Dopey singing on the way home.
198 characters

By Teresa at The Haunted Wordsmith:
What Did I Sign Up For
Fifteen jobs. I had to keep this one or I could kiss my apartment goodbye. The ad said it would be a fun job with a different task every day. I don’t consider using a different cookie cutter a different task. Is an apartment really worth this?
243-characters

By Sadje at Keep it Alive:
The tray holding the cookies was ready to be baked. Just a sprinkling of sugar required. She was famous for rainbow colored sugar cookies that were freshly baked each day. It was a way to pay tribute to her daughter who had loved these as a kid. She had died at the age of ten.
Character count 278.

By Lady Lee at Lady Lee Manila:
Mum came down and was greeted with this sight. Inside the kitchen were the joint effort of Sam and Bill. Cookies of different shapes, stars, hearts, boats and sails. They tried them but they were as hard as rocks. Oh well, better luck next time.
(246 characters)

By Reena at ReInventions:
Game of Life
ambitions nurtured
by love-filled hearts
stars in the eyes
Life –
a game of cards
with unexpected deals
shows and surrenders,
bearing the brunt
of clubs and spades
awaiting emergence
of jokers in the pack
Life –
A game of chess
where we are pawns
masquerading as queens
manipulated by Kings
(278 characters)

By Ramya at And Miles to Go Before I Sleep:
Rediscovering Love
She loved baking cookies for her family whenever they visited her..
As the time flew by, she stopped baking as they stopped visiting..
Recently, she rediscovered her joy for baking, not for her family but for her four pawed friends who visit her every day.
Character Count : 254

By Ponnz at The Swan Song:
Not This Time
Star Cookies! Jen watched the making in awe. 10 for me, No, 20?
Stars? All of them,Mom assured.
Those hearts? Your usual, giving to me atlast,she smiled.
Not this time. I’m home. A voice came.
Dad! Jen screamed. Military holidays baby,he winked.They stood hugging each other.
~Ponnz

By Lorraine at Lorraine’s Frilly Freudian Slip:
Cinnamon Twist
star-dusted cookies
mixed with
shapes of love
sugar and spice
all things nice
are not what my
kitchen is made of
oh, that sweet pinch of arsenic
special treats wrapped up in old lace
be my guest, have a little taste?
Grandma’s Murder-Mayhew Cookie Shop
(241 characters)

By Melanie at Sparks From a Combustible Mind:
Anise, so named for her grandmother’s favorite spice, sat in the storage room at the back of the bakery.  Grandmother said the girl brought her luck.  Grandmother always put a bit of anise seed spice in her cookies.   Those always sold out first.  Magic or love?  Who could say? 
(278 characters and spaces)

By Radhika at Radhika’s Reflection:
Payback Time!
Widowed young, Meg took orders for baking, to make ends meet. Her baked goodies were heavenly and she managed a decent living, to raise her son well. Now in college, her son marketed her work on social media.
Today she has a roaring business with clients all over the world!
Lettercount: 276

By Anurag at Jagadilmein:
There’s No Such Thing as a Free Cookie
She wiped her sweaty brow with a floury sleeve, feeling as wrung-out as the dough she was kneading for her 28th batch of cookies.
Maybe agreeing to cook for the seven dwarves in return for free lodging had not been that great a deal, thought Snow White ruefully.
263 characters.

By Indhu at Always!:
Bakeatouille
“The new bakery on Julia Street is the current talk of the town. Their star and heart shaped cookies are a must try” read the review on the daily. Eric gleamed at the picture of him in front of his bakery.
Little did the readers know that Remy is hiding right under his chef cap! 
<279 characters>

By Jo at A Creative PTSD Gal:
Innocent Cutouts
The investigators couldn’t find the culprit for the devastating loss of life. The cutout shapes of flour and sugar seemed harmless rolled out on the counter. The kitchen once full of warmth and life was now a cold and quiet scene.
‘Do you suppose she meant to do so much damage?’
279 Characters

By Willow at WillowDot21:
Hearts and Stars.
He was delighted, that last beating must of worked. At last she was being wifely. The smell was delicious. She gave him a plate of cookies. He ate them all to her delight.”Bastard” she thought as she waited for the poison to work. Her bags packed and ready in the car.
(269 Characters)

By Peter at Peter’s Pondering:
In every batch there was always a broken heart.
At the first bite it shattered into a dozen pieces.
Whoever ate it was guaranteed to have a dramatic failure in their loving relationship.
Some said she was a witch!
A sorcerous!
An evil hag!
Whatever she was, she sure made magic cookies!
(280 characters)

By The Indishe:
“The star shaped cookie was an amalgam of all latent dreams. She wished to shine like those bright stars on dark skies. And the heart shaped ones were a cache of her love for the diaspora around. The vanilla essence fired up a luscious aroma as she rolled out myriad shapes.”
(274 characters)

By Shweta at My Random Ramblings:
Hearts and Stars
Sarah ignored her arthritis and soldiered on.
It was her granddaughter Mia’s birthday.
Mia loved the cookies.
Sarah couldn’t wait to surprise Mia!
Unknown to Sarah, Mia’s heartbeat grew steady again.
The doctors heaved a sigh of relief.
Mia’s heart had finally settled in its new body.
(279 characters)

By Namitha at Discover When Lost:
Joy of Baking!
She was angry, she was moody, nothing worked accept the fight. 
Late night she woke up with no sleep, craving for some more sweet. 
She baked cookies until she was tired.
In no time she realised that was what she desired! 
Baking turned into passion, with fighting just an option!
Character Count: 274

By JP at The Wide-Eyed Wanderer:
The Scent of Love
I watched her roll out the dough. Her hands were worn and gnarled with age but strong and gentle still. The cookies would soon fill her kitchen with the heady scent of sugar and flour, and love. Her secret ingredient remains a secret to this day. I think it was love.
character count 272

By Ron at Read 4 Fun:
Let’em Eat Cookies
A Navy cook who had traveled the world before retirement, Cookie’s bakery job was a natural choice. Cookie wanted to give back to the community for the good life he was living. The ingredients Cookie brought from Phnom Penh where Ganja was a condiment would make customers happy.
280 characters

By Kalpana at Gemini in the Sky: (Almost Forgot…from Blogspot)
The Baker
Her wrinkled but deft hands moved creating masterpieces that melted in the hearts. Patrons would line up early morn . Technology changes people’s taste. Fancy shapes and packaging rule the market. It is time to down the shutters. The last batch of cookies would go into the oven. 


Wonderful Roundup everyone! We have a few new tweeters this week. Be sure to visit their blogs and welcome them to our fun little challenge. And to all of you…thank you once again, for adding your creative tale to the mix. All these cookie stories have me craving shortbread. They are my favorite cookies (biscuits, for my friends across the pond 😉 ). I might have to make a batch this weekend. At any rate, well done everyone!

This week we have a new challenge. You will notice that there is a short line typed on the page…”It starts with one word”. 23 characters in all. I am challenging everyone to finish the story. Which means you have 257 characters or less to complete your tale. I hope you’ll accept the challenge. The possibilities are endless. I can’t wait to see what you come up with. Have fun and I’ll see you at the Roundup next week! 🙂


Twittering Tales #122 – 5 February 2019 – It starts with one word…

Photo by Pexels at Pixabay.com

“It starts with one word Charles. Do you know what that word is?”
Sweat saturated Charles’ brow streaming down his face. He knew they were on to him.
“Geeze, guys, you know me. What’s in a word?”
“One word, Charles…”
“Loyalty. Right? Am I right?”
“Charles, Charles…you pain me.”

~kat

278 Characters




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