WDYS — The Sinkhole

“I told you that you shouldn’t build your house on this particular site,” the architect told Frank as the two of them were assessing the damage to the partially sunken house. “This area is known to be a liquefaction zone.”

“I don’t know what that means,” Frank’s said, “but I have a feeling you’re going to tell me and I’m not going to like it.”

“Liquefaction occurs when saturated or partially saturated soil substantially loses strength and stiffness in response to an applied stress, such as shaking during an earthquake. When that happens, the soil, which ordinarily is a solid, behaves more like a liquid,” the architect explained. “Because this area is prone to earthquakes, which cause the ground to oscillate, the land is unstable.”

“You never told me that my house would fall into what amounts to a giant sinkhole in the ground,” Frank. “I’m going to sue the shit out of you.”

“Good luck with that Frank,” the architect said. “I sent you a written report in which I did warn you that this property was in a liquefaction zone and I recommended months before you started to break ground on your house that you needed to find a different piece of property, one that was not in a liquefaction zone,” the architect said, “but you rebuffed my recommendation and insisted on building here on this site because you liked the view. How do you like it now, Frank?”

“So what am I going to do?” Frank asked. “My beautiful new home is ruined.”

“I think you need to call your homeowners insurance company, Frank,” the architect said. “Good luck with that.”


Written for Sadje’s What Do You See? prompt. Photo credit: Lance Anderson @ Unsplash. Also for these daily prompts: Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (particular), The Daily Spur (feeling), Ragtag Daily Prompt (oscillate), Word of the Day Challenge (month), and Your Daily Word Prompt (rebuff).

WDYS — Before and After

This was me, back in my high school days, when I was young, shy, and insecure. It wasn’t that I was ugly or anything. But I was skinny as a rail, had bad acne, had braces on my teeth, wore glasses, and wore my hair very long so that I could hide behind it. I dressed in a manner that would allow me to blend into the background, to not be noticed. I was so shy that I was reluctant to have my picture taken unless my face was hidden underneath a paper bag. I used to skip school on the days the photographer would show up to take yearbook pictures.

But as I got older and matured, I outgrew my almost debilitating insecurities and shyness. My body filled out, my acne cleared up, my braces were removed, and I had laser surgery to correct my vision so that I no longer needed glasses. I finally felt comfortable in my own skin and realized that it was ridiculous to walk around with a bag over my head.

And so today, I no longer wear a bag over my head. I never shy away from having my pictures taken. In fact, I invite and encourage such photos. And just to prove to you how far I’ve come, here’s a recent selfie I’d like to share with all of you.I sure look good, don’t I?


Written for Sadje’s What Do You See? prompt. Top photo credit: Teslariu Mehai @ Unsplash.

WDYS — The Great Escape

It’s dawn. The is sun just rising above the horizon in the east. I left the house before my wife and kids got up. I don’t want to hurt them any more than I already have.

At this hour the platform at the train station is empty. As empty as my soul. I am a bad person. I am a destroyer. I leave nothing but heartache and chaos in my wake.

Those I love will be better off without me. I need to go far away. I need to find another place. A place where no one knows me, where I can reinvent myself. A place where I can start over.

My problem in trying to escape is me. Because no matter how far away I go, no matter how I try to leave my ruined life behind, I can escape from everything I know and everyone I love, but…

I can’t escape myself.


Written for this week’s What Do You See? prompt from Sadje at Keep it Alive. Photo credit: Rodrigo Curi at Unsplash.

#WDYS — Mrs. Harvey

Bob stopped dead in his tracks and his wife, Elaine, who was walking just a step behind him bounced off of Bob’s back. “What the hell, Bob?” she asked.

“That’s Mrs. Harvey. She was the vice principal at my high school,” Bob said. “And at our graduation, she got up and said that her most important bit of advice she wanted to give us was to always listen to our inner child.”

“You mean the woman in the poster on that wall was your high school’s vice principal?” Elaine asked. “You went to high school in Phoenix. We’re in Virginia. Are you positive that’s her?”

“Oh I’m sure,” Bob said. “I spent enough time sitting across the desk from her due to all of the times I was sent to the vice principal’s office.”


Written for Sadje’s What Do You See? prompt. Image credit: Tim Hüfner @ Unsplash