Eyes That See – a Twittering Tale

TT 7.17.19

“Your aunt left you everything, including this,” he held a plastic bag, “said you’d know.”

Di gingerly accepted the bag containing her aunt’s eyes and dropped it into her purse. Di cast the spell to show her the last image from the eyes, her aunt’s killer. She screamed only once.

character count 279

for Kat’s Twittering Tuesday

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

Wine and Gossip – a Twittering Tale

TT 7.12.19

Gossip flowed more freely than wine amongst the friends.

“So what’s up with Ted and Sue?”

“She left him”

“Oh too bad.”

“That’s not all, he claims she cursed him, he can’t perform at all now.”

As tittering laughter filled the air, Sue walked in. “Never mess with a witch,” she smiled.

character count 278

For Kat’s Twittering Tales

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

Daddy’s Car – a Twittering Tale

TT 7.5.19

Daddy’s Car – a Twittering Tale

Di loved the old bucket, most of her free time was spent repairing whatever had gone wrong that week. Still, Dinocar was eclectic with a fun personality. Di left the garage humming softly but turned quickly when she heard the radio playing her late Dad’s favorite song. “Dad ?”

character count 278

For Kat’s Twittering Tales

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

Fading Away – a Twittering Tale

TT 6.13.19

Fading Away – a Twittering Tale

Can you see me? Am I ghost to your eyes? I gave so much but kept nothing for myself and now I’m lost like a grieving child, unloved, unspoken. My heart and soul tissue paper thin like tattered confetti fluttering in a breeze. Bit by bit, I feel myself fading away. Can you see me?

character count 280

For Kat’s Twittering Tales

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

The Party – Friday Fictioneers

Friday fictioneers 5.24.19

The Party

She wandered through the party. Surrounded by happy, laughing people, her smile firmly in place. A few more moments and she could disappear. Back to the protection of the shadows, away from this glaring light of life. A nod here, a handshake there, she made for the exit.

She was nearly overwhelmed by frivolous emotions from the party goers, their raucous laughter covering the deeper, darker feelings.  Greed, lust, jealousy, hatred, all covered by a thin veneer of forced joy.  Like yesterday’s child, blindfolded, disoriented, groping for … something, she stumbled blindly through the crowd.

word count 95

For Friday Fictioneers

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP