One Liner Wednesday – Lewis

Six One Liner Wednesdays …                  

 

 

Lewis was on his way home from work, carefree, when he witnessed a murder …

Lewis, not carefree anymore, rushed home and locked all doors …

Lewis, trembling hands, picked up the phone and rang the police …

Lewis heard they’d come real soon and he was relieved and sighed …

Lewis sat biting his fingernails until the knock on the door came …

Lewis answered and the policeman shot him in the head.

 

#1linerWeds badge by Cheryl, at dreamingreality646941880.wordpress.com/

 

In response to Linda G. Hill’s prompts which can be found at:

https://lindaghill.com/2018/08/15/one-liner-wednesday-snail-mail/

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6 Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompts!

I am catching up on these six wonderful prompts and I have decided to make them into a mini continuing story following on from the last mini continuing story I did for Stream of Consciousness Saturday. Hope you all enjoy! 🙂

 

Gustation   

 

“It’s called gustation.”, I informed Al who was barely listening.

“What is babe?”

“When you taste something.”

“Pregnancy making you eat the dictionary?”, he smiled.

I grinned.

“I need to be reading something between calls at the office!”

“You need to be resting Nick. Not been in a bloody office!”

“I’m pregnant dude. Not dying!”

“Even so … so hit me with another one?”

“OK, sternutation?”

“You when the cookies are gone.”, he laughed.

“I get it, stern. Well you know, I have me cravings. The baby or babies is hungry …”

“You are blaming the baby … or babies … too much!”, he laughed.

“So go, what is it?”

“Sneezing.”

“Jeez, these big words, my god!”, he laughed.

“But I like the meaning of the first one.”, he said pulling me close and kissing me passionately and for just under an hour we began a gustation of each other’s mouths.

 

In response to Linda’s prompt:

 

https://lindaghill.com/2018/08/10/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-august-11-18/

 

Road Trip With Michael

 

My mate Michael was panicking more than I was!

“Michael, Al’s number is in my phone. Call him when they take me in.”

Michael was currently driving me to the hospital after my waters broke while he was over at our house.

“Why is he doing overtime today of all days?!”, he mumbled.

“Money for the baby or babies.”, I replied between breathing exercises.

“Oh god, are you OK?”

“Fine! Now just keep your eyes on the road mate!”

“I am, I am … jesus.”

We arrive at the hospital and Michael, sweat-covered, helps me over to the doctor.

“My mate is going to give birth.”, Michael says urgently.

“And where’s your mate?”, the doctor says.

Michael raises an eyebrow.

“Beside me.”

The doctor’s face turns smug and they smile.

“Now come on lads, we’ve got numerous cases, serious cases here, women really giving birth …”

“But he is giving birth …”, Michael begins.

“I’d like you both to leave the car park immediately or I’ll have to call security.”

At this stage I’ve had it up to here with pain and this underqualified douchebag is getting on my nerves.

“I’m fucking trans!”, I shout.

 

“I got here as soon as I could babe!”, Alan said, rushing into my room.

“They wouldn’t let me in. Thought I was a nutter when I said my husband was in labour.”, he said, taking my hand.

“It’s OK, it’s a weird hospital honey … did you see them?”

He smiled.

“Through the window of the incubator room. They both look so adorable. And small.”

“Yeah, I thought that too. Thought something was wrong. They assured me everything was alright. Then I fell asleep.”

“They told me you were resting so I nipped down the shops and got you a few things in. Diet Coke, couple of magazines. You need to relax. You’ve just popped two sprogs out.”

From the look on his face I could tell that he was very proud of that fact.

 

In response to Linda’s prompt:

https://lindaghill.com/2018/08/03/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-august-4-18/

 

 

Coming Home

 

“So yeah, they forgot the T in LGBTQ+ again.”, I moaned when we reached our kitchen.

“I never forget the T in it or the other tea in fact either. I’ll pop on the kettle Nicky.”

We sat down with our two newborns Morgan and Eden. We picked two gender neutral names and were raising them both non-binary. When they were older they could decide but for now that seemed the most normal thing to do.

I held Eden in my arms feeding them their bottle while Al held Morgan and was feeding them their bottle. And we waited for the tea to boil.

 

In response to Linda’s prompt:

https://lindaghill.com/2018/07/27/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-july-28-18/

 

 

Heart

 

Sometimes I just go into the nursery and watch my two babies sleeping. Most of the time they can be “noisy little sprogs” as Al says but sometimes they are calm and peaceful giving their Daddies a moment’s peace. Watching the beating of their little hearts always makes my own heart swell up with joy and pride. I get it now when people say it’s the little moments in life …

 

Al comes up behind me and wraps his arms around me.

“They are out like a log.”, he says, smiling softly.

“For now!”, I laugh, gently so as not to wake them.

And I look back down at their sleeping little frames and think the most important organ is the heart.

I think to myself,

I will always protect you two little Rugrats. Never be ashamed of who you are for one moment like my own Dad was. You two are my world, in my heart always and if anyone tries to harm either of you they’ll have me and Al to deal with. And unlike your sweet little hearts and faces, it won’t be pretty.

In response to Linda’s prompt:

https://lindaghill.com/2018/07/20/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-july-21-18/

 

 

Work Call

 

I was back at work after giving birth. Duties here seemed easy after that marathon! Later on Michael was set to babysit Morgan and Eden. So me and Al had a romantic meal planned at the new restaurant down the road from our house. It was called Elm Bay. Two three letter words so a nice snappy title that was easy to remember when anyone asked if I had plans for the weekend.

The phone rings.

“Hello, Millerfield’s Information Centre, how can I help you?”

“Is that Nicholas there?”

I grin.

“Is that Alan from sales? What can we do for you?”

“Nothing much. I was just wondering if you could check a few things out for me …”

No one’s around so I decide to play along.

“I believe it shouldn’t be too much trouble …”

“No?”

“It would be my pleasure to help you out in any way I can Sir.”

“Well you see Nicholas, may I call you Nick or Nicky?”

“I’m afraid that’s against company rules Sir?”

“Call me Al or is that against company rules too?”

“The customer’s always right Al.”, I laughed.

“What are you wearing?”, he teased, seductively.

“Oh Sir, that’s definitely against company rules!”

“What? To wear clothes Nicholas? Your company sounds fun!”

Jim from accounts came down the stairs.

“Well I shall deal with your enquiry straightaway.”

Al took the hint.

“OK, talk to you later babe.”

“Bye.”

“Busy?”, Jim smiled.

“Oh, an odd phone call here and there.”, I grinned.

 

In response to Linda’s prompt:

https://lindaghill.com/2018/07/13/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-july-14-18/

 

 

Elm Bay

 

“A late supper.”, I smiled to Al as we sat down to have our meal at Elm Bay.

“Hope it ain’t too expensive.”, I added, picking up the menu.

“Do me a favour tonight?”

“What?”

“Stop worrying about money. We don’t get out much lately.”

“OK, OK.”, I smiled.

We ordered in our meals. Two beef dishes with all the trimmings. When we had finished, Al said with a wink,

“Let’s skip desert.”

I laughed.

“You always wanted to say that, haven’t you?”

“Pretty much.”, he grinned.

But we had chocolate fudge cake and then went for a later desert of each other’s bodies in the alleyway. The most daring thing I ‘d ever done. Somehow doubt it was the most daring thing Al had! But it was super fun indeed!

 

In response to Linda’s prompt:

https://lindaghill.com/2018/07/06/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-july-7-18/

 

Friday Fictioneers: Night Out

PHOTO PROMPT © Yvette Prior

 

Night Out

 

It was the morning after the night before. Lana and Shannon had been out for a few drinks. As always when drinking the two sisters finished their twenty cigarettes from earlier in the day and got more in the machine. Waking up, heads full of thunder, they made some coffee to bring them back and laughed about the vase of lighters they had amassed over the years when they would forget to bring one. Both planned to quit but both were hooked. Shannon felt Lana had a better chance of doing so as she’d started smoking later. Maybe one day.

 

My book Black Coat based on a previous Friday Fictioneers prompt is available at:

 

For Friday Fictioneers Writing Prompt. Check out the website at:

https://rochellewisoff.com/

6 Flash Fiction Challenges: Brothers: 99 Word Prompts – Carrot Ranch Literary Community

Catching up on the Carrot Ranch Literary Community writing prompts. I have made them into a continuous story all together called Brothers. Hope you find them good reads everyone! 🙂

 

Brothers

 

Saying Goodbye

 

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It was afternoon. My brother Emment and I were making our way through the woods. We arrived at the spot where our Mum used to come. Emment released her ashes into the air and tears flowed down our cheeks. As our Mum always said, it took a real man to cry.

 

Peering from the woods we could see the main road. Emment wheeled me out of the woods and we started the long journey to surviving grief. Just the two of us.

 

We both looked back at her lake once more before moving on. Into the unknown out there.

 

In response to Charli’s prompt:

 

https://carrotranch.com/2018/08/09/august-9-flash-fiction-challenge/

 

 

Ghosts

 

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When Emment and I were young, we used to go camping with our Dad. When he was around. Which was rare. There used to be a yellow tent. A shabby cheap one. No sunshine brought into his sons’ lives. Dad moved on forever to the other side of the world when I was eight. Emment was ten. On the eve of his leaving we mark it by burning a yellow tent.

Today will be the last ritual. It’s best to leave ghosts in the past. Come to think of it, he was always really a ghost in our lives.

 

In response to Charli’s prompt:

 

https://carrotranch.com/2018/08/03/august-2-flash-fiction-challenge/

 

 

Mr. Handsome

 

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“Where is your suitcase?”, I asked Emment.
“I don’t know. I was sure I left it just beside me Tom.”
“There’s money and cards in it …”
“I know! I’m looking!”
We were on our first holiday together since Mum’s passing. And Emment had went off to the deck of the boat to have a cigarette and lost his case.
“I was talking to this hot guy and …”
“Hold on … now I see it all. Well clearly Mr. Handsome has it!”
“But he was nice …”
“Thank god you hadn’t my case with you! We might actually get home!”, I sighed.

 

In response to Charli’s prompt:

 

https://carrotranch.com/2018/07/27/july-26-flash-fiction-challenge/

 

 

 

Impressing Samantha

 

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I didn’t believe in legends. Samantha did so I faked superb interest. I was currently reading a book on Fanny Hooe. The worse about being disabled from the neck down is that I had to ask Emment to prop the book up for me and turn the pages. Now he’s taking the piss.
“She’s a professor at your college, twenty years old than you …”
“Fifteen.”, I corrected.
“You have no chance!”, he said, turning the page.
“Like you and Mr. Handsome!”, I laughed.
“That was a moment of madness! You and Samantha is four years of madness!”, he laughed.

 

In response to Charli’s prompt:

 

https://carrotranch.com/2018/07/19/july-19-flash-fiction-challenge/

 

 

Broken Fences & Beers

 

 

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“Put your back into it!”, I smiled to Emment who was fixing the broken fence in our front yard.
The house was left to our Mum from her Mum and passed on to us. This was our first broken fence though we had a few light bulbs that had died too.

After it’s fixed, we hang out in the garden, have a beer and a cigarette. Laughing, relaxing.
“So how’s Darren?”, I enquire about his new boyfriend.
“Early days but he’s nice.”
“I’ll have to meet him soon.
The fence comes down.
“What does Darren do for a living?”

 

In response to Charli’s prompt:

 

https://carrotranch.com/2018/07/12/july-12-flash-fiction-challenge/

 

 

 

Out In The Park

 

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Me, Emment and Darren went for a walk/wheel in the park when Darren, handyman extraordinaire, had fixed our fence.

“Hey.”, said the most beautiful woman I had ever seen.

“Hi sis.”, Darren smiled.

Her name was Laura and she had a tiny dog with her called Buttons. As we moved along I began tell her about little Amy, the dog Emment and I had as a kid while Emment and Darren fed bread to the ducks leaving us to get acquainted while nosing every now and then to see how it was going.

Things were certainly looking up.

 

In response to Charli’s prompt:

 

https://carrotranch.com/2018/07/05/july-5-flash-fiction-challenge/

Friday Fictioneers: Lady Awakes

PHOTO PROMPT © Ronda Del Boccio

 

 

Lady Awakes

 

Lady the ladybird awoke from her slumber on the cold, dry brick. She blinked sleep out of her eyes and walked up onto the wood, found the gap between the plant pots and sat there using them as usual as a shade from the sun.

 

Suddenly two young children giggling stepped near Lady. Two big feet from her perspective. They found it fun to frighten her. She grew in size and stamped on them. She went to a new spot to shelter from the sun away from the blood and guts and thought no one messes with this little lady!

 

 

My book Black Coat based on a previous Friday Fictioneers prompt is available at:

 

For Friday Fictioneers Writing Prompt. Check out the website at:

https://rochellewisoff.com/

Friday Fictioneers: Supplies

 

 

 

PHOTO PROMPT © Sandra Crook

 

 

Supplies

 

We were told we had three months to build the house and that many of the supplies we’d need were to be found on the shelf by the edge of the fenced off location. Us six twenty-something lads got to work, taking shifts for cigarette breaks and lunch. When we knew the boss, a man in his fifties, was gone for the day we’d put on the rock channel, battery-operated, and have it blaring. It was the summer I made four friends for life and met my future husband. All before the last brick was laid.

 

My book Black Coat based on a previous Friday Fictioneers prompt is available at:

For Friday Fictioneers Writing Prompt. Check out the website at:

https://rochellewisoff.com/

Friday Fictioneers: Surviving

 

PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz 😀 (Thanks, Ted)

 

 

Surviving

 

At 1am they roamed the streets. In search of blood and flesh. To stay alive in a world gone mad with survival. Gases from the ocean started life on earth. New gases had come up that no one could explain. But they drove citizens all over the world mad. They’d seen a light in the distance.
More food?
They approached the light with bated breath, anticipation. Inside there was no smell of flesh or any movement.
Someone had got here first.
The last three people on earth, friends for years. They turned to look at each other. Loyalty turned to survival.

 

My book Black Coat based on a previous Friday Fictioneers prompt is available at:

 

For Friday Fictioneers Writing Prompt. Check out the website at:

https://rochellewisoff.com/