Joy

She stood on the edges, watching…frozen… unable to trade joy, now, for regret later. “Look at them, laughing, getting soaked. They’ll be sorry walking home wet and cold.” She listened to them laughing. 33 words submitted to the Trifecta Writing Challenge. Related articles Trifextra: Chains (lucidedit.wordpress.com) Photo credit: Bérenger ZYLA / Foter.com / CC BY-NC-ND

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The Little Guy: Part 6, A Birthday

This is the sixth installment in the Little Guy’s Tale, which starts here. The last “episode” took place the weekend of my fiancé’s birthday. I had a complicated plan for his birthday. I was baking a vegan chocolate-peanut butter birthday cake, and bringing a very large surprise. It was a fountain. Obviously, in my delicate […]

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