Three Word Wednesday CLXXIV beacon grieve kindred
Cynthia had always been a beacon for losers. She should have been carrying a sign that read “give me your foolish, your cheaters, your unemployed”. She was going to grieve for this one though. He seemed like a kindred spirit. Don liked her cooking. She liked his lovin. He really shouldn’t have lied to her. She found out. She always did. She turned on the portable cement mixer and sighed. At least she could finish the back patio now.
Ahhhh, just my kind of story. Just be careful that he doesn’t leave lumps in the concrete!!
she has set the mixer on super-fine 🙂
…gives new meaning to “paved with good intentions…”
June I love that – wish I’d thought of it 🙂
A great beginning to a scary short story. I’d love to read the whole thing.
Thanks Lilibeth. I may work it into something more.
that was awesome.
An awesome from you is like strawberry cheesecake 🙂
I like the black widow – ness of this. Very good.
She wants a really big patio…
I like this – I’m not lying – honest! Please don’t h…..
Andy, you’re just another brick in the wall 🙂
Oh, good on her! 🙂 A fine short piece.
Spring break can’t come soon enough, eh?
Ouch. Dee’s Atwood Touch strikes again. Quite funny, too, given the three prompt-words. Not exactly our grandmothers’ Hallmark cards.
Maybe I could start a new line of cards. Snarky Greeting Cards. Greeting Cards for those occasions that create a need for legal representation, Greeting Cards you will buy but never send? Tech conference coming up. A short break in Austin – all will be well 🙂 Til then I shall stay away from Home Depot…
You know, if I thought I wouldn’t get caught, I’d be out hiring a cement mixer right now, myself.
I’ll bring the gloves…
Nice, short and crisp. Like this one