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Wednesday, 23 August 2017

Using Wednesday's Words

Words for Wednesday is a weekly writing prompt designed to get us motivated.  Anyone can join in on any day of the week and use some, all or none of the prompt.
This week the prompt is provided by River of Drifting Through Life (you can find her in my sidebar).
dusk, apples, sauce, knitting, amethyst, window
and/or
itching, silk, gossamer, security, exquisite and turbulent

here goes:

A dark shadow loomed at the top of the stairs.
"So, you're still alive.  And talking to yourself.  Tough old bird aren't you?  It's too bad.  Now I have to figure out a way to finish you off."
The door on the landing slammed shut and Grace could hear heavy bolts being thrown.  The air in the basement was turbulent with pulsating energy.
The gusty voice she had become accustomed to trembled with anger when it asked if she knew who the intruder was.
"Alan, my nephew." she replied softly. ' He always was a nasty little devil.  He's the only family I have left and I've left him everything in my will.  I guess he's in a bit of a hurry."
"You've got to get out of here.  Something bad is going to happen.  I can feel it.  There's a window in the far corner behind the wood furnace."
Grace rested against the cellar wall and thoughtfully observed a beautiful amethyst spider spinning its exquisite silken, gossamer strands.  "I don't think I can climb out of a window.  I'm no spring chicken you know.  What is that smell?  Oh Lordie....that's gasoline."
Grace got shakily to her feet and clasped her head with both hands.
"Where's that window?  I have to try."
She could see that it was dusk now.  It would be a good cover for an attempted escape.
"Try hard." the gusty voice urged.
A few boxes pushed under the window gave Grace the lift required to reach her goal.  The glass had been broken out years ago.  She turned to grin at the empty cellar.  "Pretty poor security, eh?"  Suddenly she hopped off the boxes and, reaching into the corner picked up the spider she had been admiring.  "No need for you to suffer poor thing."
A loud whoosh from upstairs sent Grace scrambling quickly through the window and into the fresh air.  She turned hesitantly back toward the opening.  "What about you?" she asked softly.
"Don't worry about me.  Nothing can hurt me anymore and I have a few surprises for our friend Alan."
As Grace hustled through the woods in the dying light she muttered to herself, "Lordie I'm just itching to get back to my little place.  I'll have some supper and some of that applesauce I made this morning and then settle down with my knitting to calm myself.  But first....I'm going to call the police and turn that young whipper snapper in.  Oh yes, and I think my days of exploring empty old houses is over.

13 comments:

  1. Love it. After Grace has called the police I hope she also calls a lawyer. That will needs changing.
    And my greedy self would love to know what surprises the voice has for Alan (hint, hint).

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  2. I'm so glad Grace found the strength to get herself out and I'm wondering who the gusty voice belongs to and what he has in store for Alan.

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  3. I am guessing Alan will find his end caused by a spider bite. Remember Charlotte was a talking spider. Edge of my seat Delores. Loved your good story:-)

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  4. And . . . And?! I am so hooked. C'mon Grace! More!
    So well done, D! So very well done!

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    1. Thanks everybody....I hope Grace is out of trouble now. I'm running out of ideas. Of course, next week, if the words speak to me....

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  5. You do have a dark side, Delores! Stephen King should be wary of you, my dear!! :)

    Well done...a great little story. :)

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    1. Thanks Lee. I think Mr. King is pretty safe lol.

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  6. Hey Delores, I like reading your tales, they do have a dark side and you tell them very well. Thank you for talking me into WFW.

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    1. We're all glad you decided to join in Jimmy.....I enjoy reading your stories.

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  7. I like the dark side, should be at least one more chapter to this. I liked this!

    Blogger insists on keeping me on Mauds - that used to be me and I can't seem to change it ...

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    1. I think the only way to change it is to delete it.

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  8. I'm not sure how I managed to miss this installment of your story, but after reading THIS week's, I had to go back so I could properly catch up. GREAT development. I do hope you're going to continue with the story next week. (I'll try not to miss it!)

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