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Weekly Contest #249
She hadn’t even looked at the man who’d grabbed her hand, twirling her away from her last partner. The bar on the south side of Staten Island wasn’t a place she wanted to be. But her shy, dear brother had begged her to come home for the weekend and go bar hopping with him, and she’d reluctantly agreed, to arrive Saturday, explaining she had some work to do for her Middle English seminar. She'd assumed they’d just sit around and watch the action.When he picked her up and the ferry terminal, she’d tried to get Tony to tell her why he wan...
Weekly Contest #248
I’d had it. Living in a home, or should I say, institution, for senior citizens was unpleasant at best. But it was my own decision to move there because my osteoporosis had put me in a wheelchair. Oh, the room, all 400 square feet of it was pleasant enough. There was a private bathroom and a so-called kitchen: no stove, but a mini-fridge, microwave, tiny sink and lots of cabinets. There were activities galore—Bingo was the residents favorites, every day after lunch, the majority with one card, and the bolder with two, and constant repea...
Weekly Contest #247
She kept looking at street signs as she drove along, trying to find names that were familiar, but she often had trouble reading the signs in the rapidly descending dusk. She uttered a curse at daylight savings time, which brought the dark so early. She’d made a wrong turn somewhere and now didn’t know where she was or what to do. Frustrated, she pulled to the side of the road and stopped. She shook her head, knowing she had to focus on her current situation, not just sit on the side of the road, lost in an area she didn’t know and failing to...
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