The Hills

The four boys ran for the rolling hills at the top of their street! They anticipated their next adventure after school and on the weekends when freedom was real. Kites stretched to touch the sky when it turned a brilliant blue. Four sets of hands built dams with rocks, sticks, and branches. A first cigarette drag under the big oak. The rain didn’t stop them; they headed for the tree fort! Two stories, carpeted, and eighteen feet up the trunk! Sledding down the grass on cardboard brought laughter. Imagination was their fearless leader – the way it was back then.  

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An Autumn to Remember

Stage IV lung cancer echoed in her mind – her kind doctor said last week with a heavy sigh. She smoked since her teens, enjoying each inhale, so this grave news wasn’t a surprise. But she was young, fifty-nine, with so much love to give. Yet, she was elated with the special news her son and daughter-in-law shared today. A grandma for the first time. How lovely. But with the chilly rainfall came her last breath, and the precious baby girl would arrive later when the leaves gently create a blanket of gold. There will be two lives to celebrate.

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Photo: our yard a few seasons ago

Heartbeat

Henry was engrossed in a gripping James Patterson novel when his heart jumped a beat. The second episode this week. It skipped again. He called his daughter in the kitchen, and her fingers found the buttons on her cell for emergency. The sun was setting on this Friday when paramedics arrived. Henry was soon x-rayed. Linda called her older sister, and they learned from Dr. Roberts that their elderly dad’s heart was giving up. They knew their parents would soon be reunited. Monday morning, their loving father took his last breath. He would once again dance with his sweetheart.

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Eight Tiny Brown Legs

We sofa snuggle, legs stretched onto the ottoman. The room is ‘movie theater’ dark. Ted Lasso tells a corny joke from the TV. Suddenly, I see eight tiny brown legs moving in the air!

“Holy crap!”

“What?”

“A spider dangling too close to our legs!”

“Oh, Honey. They always seem to find you!”

I’m already in the kitchen, grabbing our ‘spider’ glass then the cardboard that completes this methodical process.

Hubby respectfully takes the glass, scooping the arachnid in, then safely releasing the visitor to freedom outside on the grass.

He sighs, “Now we need to rewind Ted Lasso!”

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No spiders lost their lives in the telling of this non-fiction story. 🤗
By the way, the lights stayed on. ❤️

Saturday Night & The Reward

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Saturday Night
Part 1

Sherry serves lasagna while Dave dishes up salad on this Saturday evening. Raindrops gently dance on the roof.  

“The lasagna looks delicious, Hon!”

“I agree, and I’ve been starving, lately. Guess why?”

“Well, you’ve been working more, training new hires, so I’m not surprised.”

“True, but guess again,” Sherry says with smiling eyes as she sits down.

“You’re pregnant!” Dave jumps from his chair, races around the table, and pulls his wife into his arms.

“I waited for tonight to tell you!”

“Oh, Sher, we’re going to be parents!” Dave leans in, kissing her passionately.

A beautiful autumn baby…

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The Reward
Part 2

“I’m about to be a mommy,” Sherry voices, lying in the hospital room. But her nerves jump when the delivery enters her mind.

“Hon, I wish I had magic words,” Dave reaches for his wife’s hand, consoling her.

“It’s okay, Honey. I still don’t want meds. I want to feel every bit of this miracle.”

During contractions, Sherry focuses on breathing, and six hours later, she and Dave joyfully welcome their baby girl on this September afternoon.

Holding little Jessica in her arms, taking in those rosebud lips, euphoria flows through her veins, and the pain slips Sherry’s mind.

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Hope you enjoyed these stories! Have a great week ahead, and Happy 4th of July to those of you in the U.S.!

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The Hummingbird

Laura folds into the patio rocker, breathing in summer’s fragrance. The sun boldly hangs in the bright sky, but today marks the tenth anniversary of that day. Her heart feels heavy.

“I miss you, Mom, and the kids miss their grandma. I just long for another chat, a hug, even one more piece of unsolicited advice.”

She watches a hummingbird soar to the pink geranium hanging from the gazebo. Her mother loved these delightful creatures.

“Is that you, Mom?”

The little bird glides to Laura, hovering at eye level.   

Rocking gently, Laura feels the comfort of her mom’s presence.

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I’ve had fun writing 99-word stories, and I hope you enjoyed this one, too. 🩷

The Best Friend

“What a day I had at school, Bella,” Nick said to his loyal black lab cuddling against his leg. “I finally got the courage to ask Rachel to prom and she said no! I thought she liked me!”

Bella just stared at her human brother, ready to give him a big sloppy kiss on the cheek. She couldn’t help but wag her tail, hoping to get Nick in a tail-wagging mood.

“I can always count on you to cheer me up, Girl. No matter what, you won’t betray me. I guess that’s why they call you ‘Man’s best friend.’

© Lauren Scott, Baydreamerwrites.com – All rights reserved.
Photo: Credit to my daughter of our Lucky Girl who left this earthly world in 2011.

She was 11 years old. 🩷

P.S. I’m not sure if this little piece of writing qualifies as a story, but it is 99 words, and you get the message I want to convey. If you’re an animal lover, I hope this story warms your heart.

Happy Friday and weekend ahead, and for those in the U.S.,
have a safe and fun Fourth of July!
Hugs, Lauren
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The House on the Hill – #fiction #99-word stories

“I swear evil lurks in that house, Jim,” Patty said to her husband. From their patio, the ginger dwelling is in full view.

“Honey, it’s your imagination. They’re on vacation.”

“I don’t think so. I’ve seen him coming and going, but she’s been nowhere in sight.”

“You know it’s not our business, Sweetheart.”

Just then, three police cars and an ambulance sped up the street and right into the sloping driveway.

The next day…

“Patty, you were right! I heard on the news the husband was arrested for murder. His wife’s battered body was found in the attic. Geez!”

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This story is not like my usual uplifting writings I share, but like Michele Lee says, “It’s good to stretch our writing wings.”