Okay, I’m cheating on this one…I can’t hear symptom without thinking of the good Doctor…lol
Mama kept a bucket hidden in the back of her closet. I discovered while snooping around, looking for my birthday present. I know I shouldn’t have done that, but I did. Mama’s bucket was covered with a fine white lace like Grammy used to have hanging in her cabin before she died. I don’t know why Mama’s bucket was covered, but it was. I thought the bucket was empty, but it wasn’t. It was half-filled with salty water. Mama scolded me for finding her bucket of lost and forgotten dreams. I found her bucket overflowing the day she died.
This 99-word story was written for the Carrot Ranch’s Flash Fiction Challenge.
two hearts, one love, one future
composing their life
When Deb Whittam retired from hosting 50-Word Thursdays, Kristian asked to pick it up and offered me a spot as co-host. Obviously, I jumped at the opportunity as I love this weekly prompt. Last week he was host, so this week, I am hosting. My prompt will go out at Midnight GMT on Thursday (hopefully), and a recap will be posted by 10:00 PM GMT next Wednesday.
**Find the muse within the photo or line provided and follow where it leads. It can be a story, anecdote, poem. Anything!
**Story must be between 50 and 250 words, in 50 word increments.
**Link back to this post with the tag 50WordThurs so that everyone can find it, or post your response in the comments below.
This week’s prompt:
“You’d better hurry.”Natasha Tarpley, The Harlem Charade