Once again, our 15 minute word sprint produced some great works. This week, the prompt was five words: advent, chimney, sleigh bells, fruitcake, cupid.
When I arrived at Nettie’s house, Lucy was sitting on the porch, obviously upset. I hurried up the front walk, taking a shortcut by hurdling the two foot tall candy cane fence lining the sidewalk.
“Lucy, what’s the matter?” I asked as I knelt in front of her. I grabbed the sleigh bells around my neck to silence them for a moment, then pulled the afghan with the cupid design back onto her lap. There was no sense in prodding the woman because if I knew Lucy, she was not shy about letting her feelings flow.
She sniffled and dabbed her eyes with her advent hanky. Apparently this was day nine. Her slight shoulders shivered but I could tell it had nothing to do with the perfect December day’s weather. With the fortitude gathered from a deep breath, she wailed, “My fruitcake is a failure! In all my years, I’ve never had Dallas turn his nose up at my Christmas fruitcake!”
“Oh, I’m sure he didn’t turn his nose up, Lucy. Maybe he wasn’t hungry.”
“Wasn’t hungry?” That seemed to insult her. She sat straighter in the chair and her eyes grew wide. “Well, when your little Miss Nettie came out of the kitchen with her warm cookies, he sure was all over them!”
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