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Tuesday Tales- May 11, 2021- Mother

This week’s word prompt for the writers of Tuesday Tales is Mother. I’m back in my mystery book.

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As soon as Alice saw her, she paled. “What happened? You’re soaking wet and ashen.”

“I think I’m losing my mind. I was sure someone was in the house. I saw the doorknob move from one direction to another.” She let out an odd sound—a combination of a laugh and a sob—“How could I imagine such a thing? It moved. I swear it moved.”

Alice reached out and took the plunger from her hand, then enveloped her in a hug. “You’re sleeping with me tonight.”

“Because you think my imagination is working over time?” Sophronia shuddered in her friend’s embrace.

“No. Because I’m worried about you. I know you aren’t crazy. I think you’re stressed and need someone to be there if you wake up afraid. That’s all.”

Sophronia stepped back from Alice. “I guess I’m all right with that, but I’m seriously wondering if I should see a doctor. I mean, who goes crazy overnight? I’ve been sane and normal all my life, and in the space of one day, I’m hearing and seeing things that aren’t there.” She grabbed a towel and rubbed it down her hair to try to dry it a bit from the dunk in the tub.

“You’re not crazy. You’ve been worried about those grandkids of Mr. Wright since the will was read and today, you went to the house where there might has been someone there. No wonder you’re spooked. All that pressure on you.”

“I know I didn’t imagine that window coming open here at your house, so I at least I know it was true since I had a witness. That, at least, makes me feel better.”

“I admit, that was strange.” Alice touched Sophronia’s arm. “Come on, you. Let’s get you out of that wet robe before you catch cold.”

“Now you sound like my mother.”

“Someone’s got to do it.”

“I guess I’m glad it’s you.”

They went to Alice’s room where she dug out some flannel pajamas with penguins on them. “These will be warmer than the gown I saw you pack. Put them on and we’ll go to sleep. Tomorrow will be a better day, you’ll see.”

“It can’t be much worse, can it?”

Alice waggled her right index finger. “Now, don’t tempt fate, missy.”

Posted by: Author | April 26, 2021

Tuesday Tales- April 26, 2021- Bones

This week’s word prompt for Tuesday Tales is Bones. I am back in my mystery story from NaNoWri Mo. I am editing it now. Since the story I’ve been sharing was released last week, I’ve moved back to this one.

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She leaned on hand on her desk. “May I ask what the letter from your grandfather said?”

“Not much. Just that he wanted you to have the house and I should respect his wishes.”

Sophronia could tell he was lying. No way would those words cause the upset he’d shown on Monday. And right this minute, his face was so flushed, he could’ve been having a stroke or something. She didn’t know him well enough to know what kind of tell he’d have if he played poker, but she did know a lot of liars turned red when they were fabricating a story.

Wanting to probe for more information, but not wanting to do so at work in case things got heated, she stepped out into dangerous territory. “How about we go for coffee later and talk a bit?” She really didn’t want to spend time with him, but she needed the truth. If a cup of coffee with a man with an anger management problem was the price she had to pay, she’d gladly pay it.

But he was too smart for her. “I don’t think that’s a good idea. I’m still angry about the whole thing and it’s best if I make myself scarce in your life.” He shook his head. “Not that I’m a danger to you, but it’s best for both of us that we keep our distance.”

Glad that his self-awareness was high, Sophronia was still disappointed. She was convinced that letter held information she needed to have. How she was so positive about that was a mystery, but she felt it in her bones.

“All right. I’ll accept that, but if you decide you want to talk or share anything about your grandfather, I’ll be glad to meet you and listen.”

Sadly, he walked out of her office and the store. She watched his back until he was out of sight.

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