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Six Sentence Stories – Surprise!

 

The cue is LIGHT…

Surprise

There was a small “light” shining in the kitchen.
Someone was rummaging through the refrigerator.
It was three o’clock in the morning and a snack was about to be consumed.
Right then, the teenager of the house arrives through the kitchen door, (after running over his curfew by 5 hours).
Caught in the act, the surprised (late nite/early morning) snacker, drops his snack to the floor.
“Hey Dad! I won’t tell about your 3 AM snacking if you let me off scot free this one time pop!”

 

Hélène/Mother Willow ©

3LineTales: Pumpkin Pies

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photo by Shaun Holloway

Three Line Tales:  photo prompt

Pumpkin pies with cinnamon, fresh baking aroma fills every corner in the house.

Family arrives for our Thanksgiving celebration.

Seated around the table, we give thanks, eat heartily and for dessert, everyone oooo’s and ah’s when the pumpkin pies, dressed with real whipped cream are cut into equal slices then given to each one.

Hélène/Mother Willow©3 line tales

 

 

Six Sentence Stories: Farewell Lovely People

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Six sentence stories “THE CUE IS SEASON”

Farewell Lovely People

We are the leaves, adornments, slipping from the arms of Elder Brothers,
released to Father Wind, we have become fluttering shadows of ourselves.

Withering silently, we render scintillating coloured feasts as we deliver our final surrender into the wind.

Lying still, pêle-mêle, trampled on, burned or waxed our fate had been destined.

Farewell lovely people.

We will send forth our next generation.

When the time has come they will appear to you as tender sprouted buds.

Hélène Vaillant ©Short Stories

3LineTales: Gifts

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Three Line Tales, Week Thirty-Six – Prompt photo – service

She offered it all, willingly, selflessly, giving to those who seeked her service, in their quest to heal their individual ailments.

Her heart rejoiced at showering those who came to her, showering them with the gifts she had been given, gifts that were meant to be used for the benefit of others.

The rewards for her service were manifold, worth more than any material wealth, praise or fame, this increased the strength of her given gifts, she grateful for this opportunity to serve.

Hélène Vaillant ©Short Stories

3LineTales: White Coat

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White Coat

As you can see  all members of my family sport dark colored coats and since mine has always been white  it makes me wonder if I was adopted.

They  care for me with incredible respect as if I was a goddess from another world.

The only part about being in this family that annoys me is to be chosen to stand guard simply because I do not blend in so well  with Mother Nature’s colors.

Written for: 3LineTales   ….photo prompt above.

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