#100WW — Peaceful Protest

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The cops lined up in the middle of the street reminded me of storm troopers. I thought it was overkill for what was going to be a peaceful protest.

My wife and I arrived at the appointed time, joining several hundred others who were already gathered, many holding large signs. One woman was speaking to the crowd using a bullhorn while others cheered her on.

That’s when a gunshot rang out and chaos ensued. It was hard to tell whether it was the storm trooper cops or the neo-Nazi counter-protesters who injured more members of our peaceful group.

(100 words)


Written for today’s 100 Word Wednesday prompt from Bikurgurl. Photo credit: Izaak Standridge.

The Dinner Guest

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Eddie had barely knocked on the door before it swung open. Hank was standing there with a big grin on his face. “Hey buddy, how are you doing? So glad you could make it tonight,” Hank motioned for Eddie to enter the apartment. “Can I get you some wine? A beer?”

“Beer would be good,” Eddie replied.

Molly emerged from the kitchen carrying a beer, which she handed to Eddie. “Do you want a glass, Eddie, or just the bottle?” she asked.

“The bottle’s fine.”

Molly headed back into the kitchen, while Hank sat down in an easy chair and pointed toward the sofa, signaling Eddie to take a seat.

The two men chit-chatted for a few minutes before Molly came out holding a tray full of sliced roast beef, which she set on the dining table. “Hank,” she said. “Please bring the sides out.”

Once everything was on the table, the three sat down and proceeded to eat and talk. Eddie learned that Molly was a receptionist at a dentist’s office and Hank was a pharmacist. They had been married for about three years, the second for both.

When they asked, Eddie told them that he got divorced about five years earlier, the result of almost constant travel for months at a time due to his job as a systems consultant.

Their dinner and discussion was pleasant and Eddie appreciated the companionship for a change. When Molly got up to start clearing the dishes, Eddie asked if he could help, but Molly insisted that she was fine taking care of it on her own.

Hank and Eddie moved back into the living room and sat back down, Hank in his easy chair, Eddie on the sofa.

“So Molly and I like to relax and watch TV after a nice dinner like that,” Hank said. “Would you care to join us?”

Eddie glanced at his watch; it was just past 10 p.m. Except for sports, he rarely watched TV, so he thought it might be something nice to do for a change. “Sure, I’ll stay for a little while. What do you like to watch?”

Hank got a wide grin on his face. “Molly and I have a penchant for getting naked and watching X-rated movies.”

Just as he completed his sentence, Molly walked into the living room wearing nothing but her winning smile.


written for today’s one-word prompt, “penchant.” But when I published it and then checked on the Daily Prompt site, this is what showed up:

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So I’m going to repost it and see if that does the job.

One-Liner Wednesday — A Round Tuit

IMG_2621“Someday is not a day of the week.”

Novelist Janet Dailey

My wife maintains a fairly robust “honey do” list. I tend to be a bit of a procrastinator when it comes to checking off the items on her list. When she periodically asks (bugs) me about what progress I’ve made on her list, I’ll often say something like, “I’ll get to it when I get around to it.”

One day she handed me a gift-wrapped box, which I excitedly opened. Inside the box, wrapped in tissue paper, was a wooden coin with the words “A Round Tuit” carved onto it. “What’s this?” I asked.

“You said you’d clean out the garage when you got around to it,” she answered. “So I got you a round tuit. Now you have no excuse.”

The last time she asked me if I’d done any of the tasks on her list, I told her that “I’ll get it done someday.”

She looked at the large calendar hanging in our kitchen and said, “I see Monday and Tuesday and Wednesday, along with a number of other days, but I don’t see Someday. Can you show me where Someday is on this calendar?”

I can imagine novelist Janet Dailey confronting her husband when he tells her that he’ll get around to doing something on her honey do list someday, and throwing “Someday is not a day of the week” in his face.


Written for this week’s One-Liner Wednesday prompt from Linda G. Hill.

 

Day 13 — Eye Color

IMG_2619Suzanne McClendon’s September Challenge is comprised of 30 questions (one for each day of this month) regarding your background and history.

Day 12: What color were the eyes of your first date?

Seriously? I’m an old man. My first date was probably five decades ago. I don’t remember even when I went on my first date, much less with whom or what color her eyes were.

That said, I’m reasonably confident that her eyes were either blue, brown, or green.