Shadows

Today is Northern Migration Day (finally!! it’s been two weeks of delays and chaos), so I’m cobbling together this prompt post! Here, you get a peek at my process, completely unedited. My apologies! 😉

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Perfectly Normal

beach-seashore-island-abandonedI felt perfectly normal right up until the last challenge.

That’s when the dizziness and hot flashes set in. I tried to ignore them as I listened to the Game Master describe the rules of the game ahead, but it took all my concentration to stay upright. If any part of me other than my feet touched the pad during the sharing of the rules, I’d be automatically disqualified. I certainly wasn’t going to let that happen after all I’d overcome so far.Read More »

Part of the Family

https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0/legalcodeI was fifteen years old when the judge finalized the adoption papers. We ate at my favorite burger place after the signing ceremony. I’d already finished my double cheeseburger and started in on my extra-large side of fries when Dad turned to me and said, “You’re officially part of the family now. It’s time you truly understood.”Read More »

Battlefield

The_Battle_of_Towton_by_John_QuartleyThe victors trudge off the battlefield, no less aching and injured than the opposition. Blood dries brown and sticky on armor. Swords and axes imbued with the power of the righteous during the fight, now sap the remaining energy from the arms that wield them. Heads bowed and faces somber, the soldiers who can still walk make their way through the field—once green and full of life, now strewn with muddy corpses—looking for survivors. Those wearing the colors of the king receive what rudimentary medical services available. Those wearing the colors of the traitor receive the sharp end of a sword.Read More »

Backseat Driving

headlights-1449254_1920Gigi climbed reluctantly into the back seat of the old Chevy, slamming the door behind her. She watched as her mother settled herself into the driver’s seat and fiddled with the light controls. The windshield wipers flicked back and forth twice. Headlights switched from high to low beam and back, illuminating the yard ahead.Read More »