That would be a great name for a band come to think of it.
I’m not sure if attention spans are longer or shorter on a Sunday* compared to a Saturday but I’m going to go with shorter and see how the chips fall. Today’s offering is a bit of fun. A 100 word drabble that was inspired by hearing a song on the radio.
* for those of you already on Monday I’m thinking you’re only reading this in order to fall asleep again after a brief, but satisfying, middle-of-the-night toilet excursion. So all the more reason to stop banging on about nothing and get to the story…
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I’m leaving, Lucy said.
And she did.
Not immediately or all in one go. She left me a piece at a time, growing ever more distant and diminished until at last she faded from sight entirely.
Unlike Kenny Rogers I had no crop in the field to consider and my four hungry children were whittled down to two teenage boys fully capable of feeding themselves.
But it was still a fine time to leave me.
I’d always considered her to be all bark and no bite. The teeth marks in the warm meat of my heart tell a different story.
You are becoming spiffingly good at these bite sized pieces aren’t you !! (pun very intentional of course 🙂 )
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Can’t beat a good pun Diane – not even with a suitable stick! I’m enjoying the short pieces and glad that you’ve been enjoying them too – with life being pretty busy at least it’s keeping me writing!
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Nice one, Nik. Short, but both poetic and deep. Well done.
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Short, poetic and deep. Just like a rhyming hobbit that Stormcrow has chucked in the sea. Love it. Thanks my friend 🙂
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Very clever!
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Thanks D – any excuse for a bit of Kenny Rogers. The man is a legend hehe 🙂
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