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A cake smash with the first.  Blue icing covers your smiling face. One for each passing year. More milestones. Daycare. Graduation. College. Career. Marriage. Your children light them, cracking fire truck jokes. Until one day…your number is up.  Then, no more. Image Credit:  Dynamite Imagery / Want Live ByContinue Reading

Lonely at the Top

My fictional response to this weeks’ YeahWriteMe prompt “What’s at the top?” had me imagining what it would be like to have “made it”. My eight-figure salary, palatial penthouse on Park Avenue and this exquisite view of the New York City skyline are all a result of my grit andContinue Reading

The Deadly Passenger

After extraction, the spaceport doctor let us take the parasite home. “He can’t re-infect now, he’s too big.” Dillon put him in a tank and named him Bitey. Too bad the doctor didn’t realize Bitey was a she. When the eggs hatched… Image Credit: vectorolie / Want Live ByContinue Reading

The Cheese Stands Alone

SNAP! Hard footsteps pound towards the noise as I escape. Heart throbbing, I scurry behind the wall and out of sight, tasting the prize but unable to swallow it. “Little bastard gets the cheddar every time! I give up. Call an exterminator.” Image Credit: Suat Eman / Dont’ wantContinue Reading

The Bridge of Brodgar

This week’s YeahWriteMe challenge involved a photo prompt.  The above photo of the Bridge of Brodgar inspired today’s microstory and follows the continuing stories of the Troll and Magdelene. Near the milestone, the troll watched, gnarled feet edging the loch. As the water drained, Magdelene spied a queer opening under the bridgeContinue Reading

A Riddle Solved

Her hands reached. No ring. Pause…eyes closed. Think! Yes! Her eyes opened wide and she pushed several meters back to the surface. “Water rings!” she shouted, treading. The Troll frowned as the lake magically drained. “Next one is harder…” he seethed. Image Credit:  Victor Habbick / Follow Live byContinue Reading

The Clinic Called...

Months of injections. Intrusive exams.  Gruelling scans. Scheduled sex – not fun. Negative tests. Frustration. What?  It’s not negative? It’s positive? Say again? In my belly? Are you sure?  Our little bean!  Thirty-six weeks left! I didn’t even know the party had started! Image Credit: nenetus / Follow LiveContinue Reading