As he had promised, Saturday evening he was under her window with 2 drummers, 4 guitarists, 6 trumpeters, and 8 vocalists. Romantic clamour ensued. All the windows on the street opened, but hers. ‘Keep singing boys!’ he said, undaunted. An hour later, a crone appeared at the window. ‘Wrong address!’ This week I'm republishing some … Continue reading A 50-Word Story a Day Keeps the Boredom Away #38

Patricia sat under the bridge, writing a love poem. While thinking of a rhyme for ‘orange’, she saw on the surface of the water the reflection of a hatted boy who crossed the bridge. She gazed at it until it faded. Then her bosses called her, and she sighed.

Rose was in the rain, staring at her untied shoelace. Her hands were busy: in her left she held her umbrella; in her right, a heavy handbag. A hatted boy passing by noticed the cause of her discomfort. He knelt before her, and tied the troublesome shoelace. Rose blushed. This week I'm republishing some of … Continue reading A 50-Word Story a Day Keeps the Boredom Away #36