Lilly is a collector of unusual things. She also collects containers to hold those things and is flexible regarding storage. Boxes, crates, cartons, bins, chests, hampers. Cardboard, wood, metal, plastic, ceramic. Lilly isn't fussy provided the chosen item fits nicely into its repository.
Her acquisitions are equally as varied. A girl of many tastes and preferences, there is no telling what might take her fancy at any given time. "Animal, Vegetable or Mineral," as the popular old television game show was prone to ponder.
One of her whims, however, lends a whole new meaning to having a hand in the cookie jar.
The counter was bare except for the cookie jar. A gnome holding a yellow daisy in a terracotta pot. Curtains ruffle as a breeze passes through the open window of the kitchen. It seems the storm has faded. Silver clouds curl in the distance as blue skies peek through. I look down at my hands. Dried blood, like rusty brown paint, covers my pale skin. He tried to take everything. Even the cookie jar. But now I’ve taken even more from him. The thunder drowned his screams and the rain washed away the evidence of his grave.
The sound of a door slamming; a dust devil appeared at the top of the grand staircase. “I’ll grind his bones into flour, so you can fill the cookie jar.” “No Jacob, what would pastor Kyle say?” “Leave the pastor out of this Candice.” A sudden strong wind ruffled my hair. Then I remembered…the door was closed. “Damn it! He’s got a protective charm on him. I can still scare the shit out of him. All problems have a solution.” The chandelier swayed, and the front door opened. I saw writing in blood appear on the dusty floor. “Get out!”
Last Edit: Jun 13, 2021 22:57:36 GMT -6 by pelwrath
Post by ScienceGirl on Jun 13, 2021 23:00:40 GMT -6
Elspeth sat criss-cross applesauce on the blood-spattered carpet, using Grandpa’s tweezers to extract glass shards from her dainty toes. “I’m so sorry. I’ll pay for it.”
“No need for that.” Grandpa scooped the larger pieces into a wicker trash can. He crossed the kitchen to the old oak hutch where all the fancy dishes were kept. “No worries, sweet Elspeth.” After carefully setting several pieces of colorful glassware on the floor, he pulled out a plain brown box and lifted the lid. “Come, child.”
Elspeth peeked and gasped. An identical cookie jar?
Grandpa chuckled. “Your grandmother will never know.”
pelwrath: Okay, I'm working at keeping up with the rest of you in posting but not sure that I can.
Jul 24, 2021 0:24:06 GMT -6
ScienceGirl: It's okay. In about three weeks my work is going to be crazy and I won't be able to keep up as much. We all contribute what we can
Jul 24, 2021 7:09:02 GMT -6
FoxxGlove: From my personal viewpoint, I'm trying to post in terms of enjoyment and readability rather than volume. I don't think it will be more than once a day though, if that.
Jul 24, 2021 7:48:18 GMT -6
pelwrath: My last post for Letters, was much easier for me.
Jul 26, 2021 6:34:55 GMT -6
Caulder Melhaire: Seriously, don't stress too much in the solo posts lol
Jul 26, 2021 9:28:51 GMT -6
Caulder Melhaire: That whole setup was designed so that folks could tell their own fun stories at their own pace
Jul 26, 2021 9:29:27 GMT -6
FoxxGlove: Great advice, Caulder. I love that we can go our own way on solo quests.
Jul 26, 2021 10:26:40 GMT -6
baudelairecopay: I know I'm not supposed to ask this on the forum but I can't figure out how o post, either poetry or prose.
Jul 26, 2021 15:40:31 GMT -6
Alatariel: You can ask that! No worries.
Jul 26, 2021 19:14:24 GMT -6
Alatariel: When you click on the forum you want, at the top is a "create thread" button
Jul 26, 2021 19:15:11 GMT -6
Alatariel: it can be hard to see sometimes. It's right above the "search" bar
Jul 26, 2021 19:15:39 GMT -6
pelwrath: Had an idea for Litterbug Junction but after some further research, I'm dropping it.
Jul 26, 2021 20:23:37 GMT -6