
He had to see her again.
He procured daffodils and sweets and went to her house and knocked at her door.
A stranger opened, and he was naked from the waist up.
He dropped the flowers and the sweets and fainted.
‘Call the ambulance!’ the stranger cried. ‘Quick sister quick!’
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I write as a way of life: stories, blogs, articles, almost-poems. I'm a freelancer, a vegetarian, and I listen to Leonard Cohen and enjoy French films. We are dying a little more with each new day we live, so shouldn't we make the most of our time?
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Maybe this says more about me than your story but there’s a distinct whiff of something going on between sister and brother
We will never know. :))
Been a while.
Short and witty.
Liked that beautiful image.
Interesting points come up with a few lines. Good it makes one think. He-sister. This is strange. How can a he become a sister? Please explain.
The sister is inside. It’s obvious to me.
Sorry, now I understand. Had to let my feminine side come through. It is hard when you think with testosterone running through your veins.
The plot is old but the words, fresh. Nice!
I totally got your words and it left a smile on my face…bravo!! but alas, poor young boy jumping to conclusions at first sight…
It happens all the time I think.
That would be a shock. Oh the foibles of dating and not knowing all the siblings.
Quite so!
Ha ha ha…
Very cute. But if I may, A writer’s question: If there are only 50 words to play with, why toss 6 of them away overusing ‘and’?
I understand what you’re saying.
But ‘and’ links things up and helps with the flow, I would say. Using segregated sentences makes everything a bit clumsy. I don’t always overuse ‘and’ though. Check my previous stories. 😉
as usual, an enjoyable read that made me laugh!
Trap your laughter in an envelope or in a bottle and send it to me. 🙂
haha how i wish i could! I have a very merry laughter, I do believe 🙂
Boy! oh boy!
Reblogged this on Markian Musings and commented:
love this picture!
“But they were fated to misunderstand each other.”
― Rafael Sabatini, Captain Blood
That is the sum of life.
I think this one might be my favorite yet. But who answers the door naked from the waist up? And I love your use of “procured.” 🙂
Her brother!
Oh, brother!
Good one!
That was unexpected!