Written for Di’s Three Things Challenge including the three words shown below. I’ve addedanother dimension by keeping my piece to 33 wordsexactly.Here’s where the prompt words took me.Thanks, Di!
Written for Di’s Three Things Challenge #MM381 including the words ‘quit’, ‘quite’ and ‘quiet’. In keeping with the three theme, my flash is 33 words exactly. Here’s my take.
Written for Di’s Three Things Challenge #MM372 including the words ‘horn’, ‘hut’ and ‘hutch’. I’ve added another dimension to the challenge by keeping my response to 33 words exactly. Here’s where the prompts took me.
Written for Di’s Three Things Challenge #MM371 including the words ‘gait’, ‘gallery’, and ‘grass’. I’ve added another dimension to the challenge by keeping my response to 33 words exactly. Here’s where the prompt words took me.
This morning he found himself in the elevator with his boss; they were chatting amiably about the baseball post-season games. Joe’s boss was impressed (and a bit jealous) to learn that Joe had a home theatre set up in his rec room with a 96” Samsung smart TV.
Before he could stop himself, Joe invited his boss over for dinner, a little billiards and the baseball game that night … without first checking in with his wife, Amy. This was not the first time Joe invited someone over without asking Amy; true, they were his friends and Amy didn’t mind because they just ordered pizza and played pool. But this was his boss and Joe was expecting Amy to cook a nice meal. And it was already 3:30 PM!
Joe sent Amy a text (because he was too chicken to call her in person!): “Hey, babe! Boss coming to dinner. Big opportunity for me! Don’t care what you have to do, just make me proud. Luv ya.”
Amy stared at her phone in disbelief. A thousand thoughts raced through her head. Wishing to avoid an unpleasant conversation, she answered Joe’s text with a simple “OK” but her blood was boiling.
Two hours later when Joe and his boss opened the front door, they were greeted with the most mouthwatering aromas coming from the kitchen. Joe looked around in awe at his sparkling house and the beautifully set dining room table. Amy greeted them, all smiles and looking lovely.
“Babe!” Joe whispered breathlessly. “The place looks fabulous and dinner smells amazing. How’d you do all this?”
Amy blushed sweetly and whispered back “It wasn’t so hard, honey. I just hired Minute Maid Cleaners, a personal chef and a waiter.”
“You did what?? We couldn’t possibly afford all that!” Joe barked.
“Sure we could, honey” Amy laughed, “after I sold the pool table and the TV.”