Twittering Tales #136

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Marcus knew what had happened the moment he entered the kitchen, the open fridge door was a dead giveaway.

For a moment he silently fumed and then he yelled out loud enough to wake the neighbours, “Puss, where are you, you lousy milk thief.”

The cat, as always, declined to respond.

(280 characters)

© Deb Whittam 2019

 

Twittering Tales #136

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Twittering Tales #135

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With the diligence of an obsessive compulsive he had utilized all the techniques and mediums available but he remained unsatisfied.

Then the idea struck him and if he was being honest, the effects far surpassed his expectations.

Clouds were ideal for sculpting.

(257 characters)

© Deb Whittam 2019

Twittering Tales #135

50 Word Thursday #18

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Elmer Gantry was drunk.
—SINCLAIR LEWIS, ELMER GANTRY (1927)

Elmer Gantry was drunk … but not in the typical sense of the word and that was what the world didn’t comprehend.

His work had dismissed him for arriving at work inebriated even though the blood test had come back an unquestionable zero.

His wife had walked out on him, taking their eight year old daughter and lodging a divorce citing irreconcilable differences.

Even his mother suggested AA, as if that would solve all his problems and she had even been there when he was diagnosed.

No Elmer Gantry wasn’t drunk … he was just severely allergic to glass bottles.

© Deb Whittam 2019

50 Word Thursday #18

Twittering Tales #134

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When he found them they were
Tucked in between the old china teacups
But they had a feel to them
Like they had once been
Cherished.

He had placed them on the highest shelf
And each day he looked at them
But they remained cocooned by his fear
Unopened, their secrets hidden
Always.

(271 characters)

© Deb Whittam 2019

Twittering Tales #134

Twittering Tales #133

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Some would suggest that he was balmy but he knew it didn’t matter how hard he tried, catastrophe always found a way of winning the day.

You only had to look at this latest incident to accept the fact.

A damn reflection in the astronaut’s helmet.

Someone had it in for him.

(269 characters)

© Deb Whittam 2019

Twittering Tales #133