Disappearing Act

A82EA8C0-B971-43E7-B781-027DB8F1D192“Follow me,” Margaret said. “I’ve got something I need to show you. You won’t believe your own eyes!” And with that, Margaret stepped up to the stucco-covered wall, put her hand out to touch it, and stepped into and through the wall. And then she was gone.

Becky stared at the now empty wall, her mouth agape. She slowly walked over to the wall and very tentatively touched its rough surface. She put her hand where Margaret had put her hand just moments before, but nothing happened.

Margaret was right. Becky couldn’t believe her own eyes.


Written for the Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Photo Challenge. Photo credit: bookbadaboom/Pikabu.

The Big Idea

AE9425C1-CB10-494D-AA51-9AF373D770A9This was not how Henry wanted his life to go. He didn’t want to sit around playing bingo, waiting for his life to slowly drift off into the setting sun. He needed a big idea that would enable him to escape the humdrum life of retirement, to add a some excitement and even a little drama to the few remaining years he had left.

Henry believed he had come up with such an idea and when he revealed it to Harry, his best friend, Harry enthusiastically embraced Henry’s idea. “I wager that we can actually pull it off,” he told Henry.

The two men lived in a senior home in a relatively small town in Iowa. There was one bank in town and Henry had seen enough movies about amateur bank heists to enable him to hatch a scheme to rob that bank and for the two of them to abscond with a few bags full of money.

“Easy peasy,” Henry told Harry. “I’ll slip Frank, the security guard at the bank, who’s probably closer to death than we are, a C-note to go out back and take a cigarette break. Then we’ll hand Mildred, the teller, a note, hand her two large cloth bags, and tell her to fill them up with cash.”

“But she’ll recognize us,” Harry said. “She’ll rat us out to the cops.”

“Who cares?” Henry said. “We’ll take my son’s car and hightail it out of town. We’ll take the money, head to Chicago, go to the train station, and grab a train to the coast with our bounty. Boom, the good life!”

As it turned out, the heist went exactly according to Henry’s plan. The two old men stole the money, drove to Chicago, got a cheap hotel room near the train station, and planned to get up early to take the first train headed west. But when Henry woke up the next morning, Harry was gone, and so was the money. Then Henry found the note from Harry.

“Loved your big idea and great plan, Henry,” the note said, “but you failed to take into account how selfish I am. The money will last me twice as long if I take it all for myself. Besides, when you get nailed for the bank robbery and thrown in the clink, you’ll get a bed and three squares a day. You won’t need any money. All the best, Harry.”


Written for Paula Light’s Thursday Inspiration post, where the theme is “gone” using the image above from Enrique Lopez Garre. Also for these daily prompts: Ragtag Daily Prompt (drift), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (humdrum), The Daily Spur (drama), Word of the Day Challenge (wager), and Your Daily Word Prompt (abscond).

WordPress Weirdness

I published a post earlier today in response to today’s WordPress one-word prompt, “educate.” Everything seemed to work fine and my link back to the WordPress daily prompt page was successful.

A few hours later, I published another post and that post, too, seemed to publish successfully.

But a few minutes ago I checked my blog and the earlier post was no longer there. Poof! It was gone! Disappeared! Vanished! Even the link on the WordPress Daily prompt didn’t work anymore. Anyone who clicked on it got this message:

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My second post of the day was still there. But not the first one. I checked my published posts, my draft posts, my scheduled posts, and even my trashed posts. Nada. Nothing.

What the hell happened to that first post?

I primarily use my iPhone to publish my posts and, between the time I published that first post and the second one, my iPhone automatically downloaded an update to the WordPress app.

So the only explanation I can come up with is that the update to the app somehow misplaced my first post of the day. Well, I guess the good news is that it didn’t disappear all of my posts.

Fortunately, I had a backup of that missing post and restored it to its rightful place on my blog. Unfortunately, it was a real pain in the butt to have to do so.

Ah technology!