Ministories
Here are a couple of ministories I wrote a few days ago. Minstories have 150 words or less. I prolly should have posted only one at a time. I shall behave better next time.
* Larry the Locksmith (59 words, inc. title) *
Larry's still gone. A lockout called at eleven last night with a voice much like the one that calls and asks for Gloria. Wrong number, but Larry seems to go out shortly after. Every time.
I lipstick for work now, at seven. I'm loathe to leave this house, but what good would it do to change the locks?
* Book Club (30 words, inc. title) *
I'm positive I sent those cards back.
I wade through the piles. Arms stuck out for balance, standing up here on this pile of books, peering out the window, I can see my mailbox quite clearly. Hey! There's a goat pulling mail out... how long has she been doing that?
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It's the quiet little people who make all the difference.
Well, okay. The big noisy people, too.
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