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Regina held his hand, staring at Douglas, a special sweetheart of a pirate who’d captured her heart. She’d placed a padlock there after surviving the pain of men with sugar-coated lips of deception. But he made public declarations of her value to him, playful yet serious.  Thankfully, she saw he was different. Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt from Sammi Cox: Padlock in 52 words. The…

Rodin’s “The Kiss,” Rodin Museum, Paris, 2024 Love is a journey so sweet. It blooms when honor is present.   Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt #450 from Sammi Cox: Sweet in 12 words exactly. The Fandango One Word Challenge prompt is Honor. Ragtag Daily Prompt is Bloom. Copyright ©All posts on my blog, Help From Heaven, are my intellectual property protected by copyright. Unauthorized use…

It is curious to hear machines talk back to me. How cunning of Big Brother to surveil us in our homes! I wonder if my social media feed is being shared, Listened to and evaluated by unknown men in black in domes. Today, with lamprophony, Alexa wished me a great day. She was curt and to the point, but still left me unnerved. Is this a sign of new beginnings, that our freedoms are lost? Do I…

I need a teaspoon of patience to survive the holidays. Visitors to entertain, food to cook, and gifts to wrap, Upheaval when Christmas gifts don’t satisfy. And no one is talking because they’re on different apps. Maybe we could start new holiday traditions. No smartphones allowed, giving others our attention. Marriages will be saved and friendships renewed, With holidays that are minus so…

A bachelor proposed marriage To a demure woman, very sweet. When he demanded submission, She sped down the street.   Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt #439 from Sammiscribbles: Bachelor in 19 words. The Fandango One Word Challenge prompt is Demure. Can you tell I am a retired Sociology professor? Copyright ©All posts on my blog, Help From Heaven, are my intellectual property protected…

Brian couldn’t get Annette out of bed. When he tried, she would stutter, “L-l-leave m-me a-alone!” He shuddered at the thought of surviving on just one salary. So, he doused her with cold  water, and she spluttered, “What’s wrong with you?” He felt bad when her lethargy and sluggishness were diagnosed as Clinomania. She couldn’t help herself. Fictional story written for the Weekend Writing…

We went away for the weekend, And I forgot my Afro comb. With my Afro all over the place, It resembled a hedgehog relaxing at home. The erinaceous look isn’t cute, On someone who’s my age. But everyone complimented me, Thinking of this new style as all the rage. True story about the comb. No one knew I hadn’t combed my Afro. Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt #437 from SammiScribbles:…

Jeannie heard Lucas’ footsteps behind her. Once outside the grotto, she realized how wrong she had been. Written for Sammiscribbles in 17 words.