Hindsight - Haunted Waters

This Piece is a bit more horror than I usually write, but the #tuesdaytales winner this week gets to be in the summer issue of Haunted Waters Press. As always enjoy the read.

I reluctantly saw my son off today. I have been replaying our conversation over and over. He had been talking about this trip for years, how he was going to ride his bike around this beautiful country of ours. I said he needed more than just this. He had all the gear he said he would need. I reminded him constantly that the world was a dangerous place for a young man. He told me he would write often, as he kissed my forehead. He reassured me he would be fine, and then rode off towards his dreams. What else could I have said, knowing now that it was my last time to see him, my darling son? After he was out of sight I called for Tom, the help around the farm since my husband had passed a couple years back. I thought maybe he was out back feeding the hogs. I rounded the back porch only to be startled by Tom, standing there waiting for me, next to his ’65 fairlane with that silly rocketship hanging from the rearview mirror. He always loved that thing. asked him what was the matter, but his reply was the hatchet across my neck. I fell back in silence and stunned amazement, after all this time, why? I went through the conversation with my son again; there was nothing I could have said to make him stay. Oh how I wish he would have stayed

Menage & Motivation

Here is my entry for the #MenageMonday writing prompt. Below is the #MotivationMonday entry. Please be a dear and leave a comment. Thanks and enjoy the read.
 
I was never one for excitement, but it wasn't the roller coaster that had me worried. In my pocket was a beautiful diamond ring, and when we get to the top of it, I'm going to ask her to marry me. It pulled out and started up the hill, my heart was pounding with the clickety clack. I was reaching into my pocket when I heard a creaking and a loud pop. The side gave way and we slid to the edge of the car. With another lurch she fell out, but was able to hold onto the ledge. I braced myself and extended my hand. I stared deep into my lover’s eyes. Then she said to me, “I have to let go.”

#MotivationMonday

“Please, can I just go after this show?” he belted out from the other room.

“I can’t wait that long” she hollered back with equal disdain.

He rolled his eyes at her and begrudgingly got up from his warm and comfy seat.

“You know it is below freezing out there.” he grumbled as he put his woolen cloak on.

“Do you want one or two eyes this time?” he quizzed.

“You know I want two, and bring me a bag of toad warts too.” she replied.  

He was sure he wasn’t the first mage to encounter this situation, but this baby making business was truly frustrating.

Sunday Scribblings - In the Beginning

In the beginning we thought we could live in harmony. They brought us new ways to farm from their planet. They also gave us new materials to work with, which we needed in this depression we were in. They said they just needed a home and their knowledge was an exchange for that. Life was good, if not a bit tense, for the first few years. Then lots of people started going missing. Lots of conspiracies cropped up about the new visitors, but nothing substantial. Nothing a gumshoe like me could use. I spent my nights chasing dead ends and whiskey neats with more of the same. All I had anymore were lost dames and a pocket full of trouble. I had nothing personal against the visitors, they just seemed to always be in the wrong place at the wrong time. I finished my whiskey and headed down to the encampment to question a few out of towners about a nice little number that was last seen round there. I got the standard reply, "Not around here, but I'll let ya know." I knew they were hiding something but I didn't know what. As I was walking back to the dump of an office I call home, I saw a couple of them trying real hard not to be noticed. I tailed them for a couple of blocks, they headed for a joint known to be a cathouse for their kind. I thought it was a dead end until I saw my dame stumbling out. A couple of visitors scooped her up and put her in a car. That road went straight out of town and this didn't look good for the doll.

...to be continued

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Six Sunday Sentences for Mom

I took the holiday as the theme for my six this sunday, sort of. I still want to wish all mothers out there a Happy Mother's Day. May you not do a thing today, except of course enjoy the read. leave a comment or check out my sunday scribblings here.


As I wiped the traditional killing blade of our species clean, I knew she would be proud of me, I followed through with our plans for bringing about this world's subjugation. I had been here three months studying their habits and looking for their weaknesses. The mothership, that had stayed on the dark side of their moon so as to not be detected, was now landing on the south lawn of their White House. Soon this whole puny planet would know the power of our weapons, and the
constriction of our rule. I had picked this day, when they are more concerned about sentiment and nostalgia, and this place so as to affect the populace with fear and worry. As she walked off the mothership, I bowed before our queen and said, "Happy Mother's Day!"