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| Words: 237 FOR "Daily Flash Fiction Challenge" “That was not necessary.” "Maybe it wasn't, but I wanted to do it." "Listen, I know how tired you get ..." A loud, cheerful male voice interrupted the two women. "Are my dear Mom and my darling wife at it again? What is it this time?" "Harold, look, Mamma baked a cake for my birthday!" Harold entered the kitchen and looked at the gooey chocolate cake sitting next to the oven, the icing saying 'Happy Birthday Alicia'. "Alicia, Mamma likes doing this. She bakes a cake for me and for Pappa ..." "But Mamma gets so tired, we could've ordered a cake ..." There were tears in her mother-in-law's eyes now. "A store bought cake is never like a home-baked one. I just wanted to make you happy." "Of course you made her happy, Mamma, you made her too happy!" Harold said, with a little laugh. He drew the two women in his life into a big hug. It was time for another male voice to interrupt. "Why am I left out of this family hug?" Mamma held her hands out to her husband. "You're in it now," she said, and he joined in. Mamma, in a sudden burst of affection, held his face in her hands and gave him a long kiss on the lips. Pulling back, he made a comical face at her. "Mamma, in front of the kids?" he cried, in pretended shoci. “That was not necessary.” |
| Words: 160 // Lines: 28 // For: "PromptMaster !" // Prize Prompt The thing you’d find most ominous if it were inside a fortune cookie. Fed up with taxes was she Opened up a fortune cookie! "You are rich beyond your wildest dreams!" The place was full of her screams. "No, no, really I'm not I have declared all I've got!" Dream? Nightmare! All the tax men there. "She's rich, she's rich She must pay, she cannot ditch!" "She's rich, she's rich, Hidden it away, she's a witch!" "She's rich, she's rich Not to say it, but she's a B****!" At this, she woke, sweating Taxes really had her fretting. Took deep breaths, calmed down Then a smile replaced the frown. She'd met the tax man yesterday Given him the amount she had to pay. It was a very smooth investigation The trauma was her imagination. Yes, she was rich in many things Family and friends her main blessings. She put her head back on the pillow Now her thoughts were mellow. "I'm rich, I'm rich, and I'm grateful To have blessings is so cool!" |
| Words: 38 // Lines: 8 // For "PromptMaster !" Task prompt We sat waiting in the restaurant They didn't serve the food We chatted and laughed Pretending we weren't hungry Pretending we weren't hungry We chatted and laughed They didn't serve the food We sat waiting in the restaurant |
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