Pictures and Chuckles

“A little more to the left, now a little more to the right …. there, now you got it.”

Nurse Julie hammered in the last nail for the pictures on Arthur’s wall.

Arthur smiled at the one picture of him with Mason and Grayson. He nudged Nurse Julie. “Who is the most handsome between me and my cousins?”He raised his eyebrows waiting for an answer.

“Oh how can those 2 young, handsome fellas have anything over you.”

Arthur puffed out his chest and stood up a little taller.

“After all how can their luxurious, wavy hair compete with your…your…Can you tilt your head a little more, I think I can see my reflection.”

Arthur scowled at Julie’s laughter. Once she stopped laughing Arthur said, “Next time your guy comes to visit I want to have a chat with him. Who is it now, Alex, Tanner, Hal??”

“His name is Curtis but Oh No, you aren’t allowed near him yet. I just started dating him. I am not so sure that would be wise …! Have a good evening Arthur. “

Julie walked out with a smile on her lips knowing she was not going to let Arthur talk to her new guy, if sbe could help it.

Arthur watched her go down the hall, with a smirk on his face. Little did she know he had already talked to her guy the other night. She was distracted by Charlotte and Arthur took the chance to introduce himself. Oooh yes, they had a nice chat. Rubbing his hands together, he thought of their plan. Nurse Julie had no idea what was coming.

He chuckled to himself looking up at the wall of pictures again. He focused on one in particular.

Hanging from the rafters like monkeys in a net. Yeah, the ladies had outdid themselves with that one. They were clever, but no one got the best of Arthur, he somehow would make sure of that.

“Yoo-Hoo! Oh Arthur, are you in there?” There was knocking on his door.

“No,” he.replied, Charlotte opened up the door. “You are such a tease. Why aren’t you dressed?” She gave him a disapproving look.

“I am dressed! I have clothes on you crazy lady!”

“But not clothes for ballroom dancing lessons. We have to be downstairs in 15 minutes so hurry up.”

Arhthur frowned, “But I don’t…” then he saw Charlotte holding up a Cherry Crumb pie, and his mouth began to water.

“I will be ready in a flash.” He started for his room. Maybe sometimes certain people did get the best of him, he thought, pulling his dress shirt and pants out of the closet.

The Amazing Rescue?

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The sound of the rushing water below was music to Janessa’s ears.

Janessa was having an amazing birtbday weekend, celebrating with her close friends. She had known Adam, Chris, and Jennifer from her childhood.

They were scattered now, living in different states, but had reunited for a fun weekend. Being that they all loved the outdoors, they decided to go explore a new gorge. So far they were impressed with the grandeur of the mountains and the sparkling blue water below. It had been a breathtaking hike.

Janessa and Jennifer were posing for pictures while the guys talked. The 2 girls had their backs against the railing when there was a splintering sound of wood breaking. Jennifer jumped away in time but to everyone’s horror Janessa started falling.

The friends were frozen in shock when the most incredible thing happened. A dazzling white Pegasus came flying below Janessa and caught her on its back.

Jennifer, Adam and Chris stared in open mouthed wonder watching the Pegasus fly high into the air. Where was it taking her?

Their joyous feeling of relief was turning into concern now. It looked like the Pegasus was flying away from the gorge.

Feeling helpless they stood there watching Janessa and the Pegasus get smaller , the farther away they flew.

How were they ever going to find her? Maybe the Pegasus was just taking her on a little birthday ride and would bring her back. They would hike back down and wait at the bottom for her to come. Maybe they would each get a ride. What a day this was turning out to be!

Chatting about old memories of their childhood they tried to distract themselves from the fact that time was passing.

Searching the azure blue skies there was no sign of a dazzling white Pegasus. If all 3 of them hadn’t seen the Pegasus they would be thinking they were crazy.

Aftet 2 hours had passed they realized that the Pegasus must not be coming back. It wasn’t a birthday ride. After all, the Pegasus didn’t know it was her birthday. It was just a lucky coincidence.

They spent anothet hour searching the woods. Seeing if the Pegasus had dropped her off, but Janessa was nowhere to be found.

They were each lost in thought, afraid to voice their fear. What kind of place was this? Had the Pegasus really rescued her or was it a kidnapping?

(To be continued…)

The Secret Sister

This is the 2nd part to http://www.The Missing Twin Monday’s post.

“Would you like me to pour some more tea into your cup, that way you would actually have something to stir?”

Belinda looked up at Lisette’s eyes. Warmth was shining out of them. She looked back down at her empty cup that she had been aimlessly stirring for the past several minutes.

Lisette had been such a pleasant hostess to her. She didn’t treat Belinda any different from the other guests. For why should see, Belinda doubted that she knew who she was.

Her perfume line was popular in the states but she kept a low profile, and rarely came to the States. It was fine with her to be inconspicuous,  she preferred it that way.

Now though Lisette  might be starting to wonder what kind of guest Belinda really is. She had been so quiet the past couple days.  Sadness had enveloped her like a dense fog, ever since she had heard the news.

Belinda got up from the table. “No thanks, I think I will take a walk. Check out the woods nearby.”

She made her best effort to smile at Lisette,  She guessed that it looked as shaky as a toddler’s drawing of a smile, for that was how she felt inside. Her emotions shaking inside of her.

“The woods are so peaceful, one of my favorite places to go. Enjoy!”

Belinda managed to say Thank you to Lisette, before walking out of the room.

Staring after her Lisette wondered what her story was. When Belinda had first come she was upbeat and had a cheerful spirit around her.

The past couple days though made Lisette wonder what had happened to change her. She had stayed up in her room and barely talked to anyone. The one day she had requested meals brought to her room. Her joyful spirit had deflated, like the air going out of a balloon.

While cleaning up the breakfast dishes Lisette couldn’t get her out of her mind. When Belinda had come she asked for directions to the orphanage, but she hadn’t said why she wanted to go.

Now Lisette wondered if she had been hoping to adopt a child and maybe it fell through. That would have been devastating news for sure.

The orphanage had gone through a total remodeling that it had badly needed. It was in such disrepair when the new owners bought it.

Lisette didn’t know a lot of details but there had been rumors of the previous owners messing up records and kids falling through the cracks. It had been a huge mess but now for the past several years things were running smoothly.

The orphanage didn’t even look like a orphanage. It was a beautiful home and the owners were so caring and loving. The children meant the world to them. It warmed Lisette’s heart to know the orphans were loved.

Belinda kept walking. The coolness of the woods felt good and she was beginning to feel herself relax. Tears still threatened to fall, but she felt more in control than she had these past couple days.

Anna was dead. The owner of the orphanage, Mrs. Rose was so sympathetic and Belinda knew it had been hard for her to share about Anna.

If telling Belinda that she was dead wasn’t a strong blow, telling her about Anna and the life she had led knocked the wind out of her!

Shaking her head, she kept walking. The brisk pace helped her think more clearly. What Belinda had joked about before had come true. She had an evil twin! A murderer!

Lisette was dusting the furniture when the doorbell rang. She put down her cloth and went to open the door.

She was surprised to see Mrs.Rose standing on her porch.

“Hi! Mrs. Rose, what a nice surprise. Would you like to come in?”

‘Hi Lisette, ” Mrs. Rose gave her hand a warm squeeze and followed her inside.

Looking around Mrs. Rose’s green eyes were bright. “This Inn is so charming,  the eye you have such a keen eye for decorating.”

Warmed by her praise,  Lisette thanked her. “Would you like to have some tea and visit for awhile?”

“That would be most delightful someday but I am afraid I am here on a more serious matter. I really wanted to check on one of your guests, “Miss. Belinda, is she here?”

Lisette’s heart quickened , “She left  some moments ago for a walk in the woods. Is there something wrong?”

Mrs. Rose’s eyes filled with distress. “I just haven’t been able to get her out of my mind. I need to go find her. “

With those words she turned around and walked out the door, leaving Lisette bewildered.

Belinda sat staring at her reflection in the water. She had stopped to rest awhile by the lake.

Was that a murderer’s face staring back at her? Was evilness in her blood too, was it inevitable how she would end up?

She heard footsteps coming towards her and looked up.

“Mrs. Rose, what are you doing here?”

“I thought you may need someone, you been dealt a heavy blow. I went to the Inn to speak to you and Lisette said that you had come to the woods. Before you ask, No, I didn’t tell her about you.”

Belinda felt grateful, she just wasn’t ready for anyone else to know yet.

“You aren’t her, you know. She was your twin, but that doesn’t mean you are like her.”

They sat there in silence, for a little while. Then Mrs. Rose spoke.  “After all, Anna didn’t have a line of perfumes made by her.”  She winked at Belinda.

“Your “Magic of the Sea” is my favorite perfume! And I want you to know something, you being Anna’s twin , is a secret that I will never tell. Its entirely up to you if you want anyone to know.”

Tears brimmed in Belinda’s eyes. She would be okay. Mrs.Rose was right, she wasn’t her sister and noone needed to know.

For the next hour they talked and by the end Belinda was laughing at a crazy story about a cowbell. She definitely had to talk to Lisette when she got back.

Belinda ended up staying for 3 more weeks. It had been a truly, remarkable time and Belinda felt at peace when she flew home.

Six months later Mrs. Rose smiled when she saw Belinda’s new perfume in the store. “Secrets of the Heart”.

Friday’s Super Short Stories!

Grew up calling them “Black Cows”… A tasty, refreshing drink, no matter what you call it … Its National Root Beer Float today … Indulge and Enjoy!

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When one moment you are venting in frustration… and the next moment laughing at your friend’s one liner … Keep those friends … they will keep you sane!

Life is a puzzle… with no picture on the box to follow …

The Charm of a Special Friend

This story is a continuation from last night’s post, The Thinking Tree

Spending time at Mr. Fuzzywhistle’s small farm was always a delight to Molly. They didn’t live in the same town, but Molly’s parents tried to visit pretty often.

Creampuff, the white lamb, Molly adored. She was also thrilled to get to know the 2 other sheep that Mr. Fuzzywhistle had acquired recently. One day they just happened to show up and to Mr. Fuzzywhistle’s pleasure they stayed.

Kimberly and Jacob watched Molly giving Creampuff a bottle. They loved how drawn she was to animals. She loved them so much.

They felt that the animals, especially one in particular, helped her to start talking again.

Kimberly’s heart melted while watching Molly with her favorite animal. She was sitting down on the grass in front of Betsy, the cow.

Mr. Fuzzywhistle was standing with Jacob and Kimberly, chatting.

. “Its the strangest thing. Molly and Betsy must have an extraordinary connection. Betsy disappears a lot. She can be gone for days at a time, but whenever Molly comes to visit Betsy shows up before she gets here.”

Noone said anything. They couldn’t describe it but they knew there was something special about Betsy and Molly’s friendship.

How Betsy loved Molly. She could chat for hours and Betsy would listen. She had known Molly before Molly even knew that Betsy existed.

Molly hadn’t seen her standing guard outside her Grammy’s house when her Grammy’s heart had given out in the middle of the night.

She didn’t know that Betsy had stopped the evil rabbit Jasper from taking Molly. The good bunnies had come to her rescue gathering around her.

Yes, Betsy loved Molly, and she wouldn’t share Molly’s secrets.

“Isn’t that so precious.” said Kimberly. Molly had stretched out on her belly in the grass, lying her head on Betsy’s stomach.

“You are a good friend Betsy! You listened to me even when I couldn’t talk. I remember those days. My words just wouldn’t come out. I was scared and confused. Remember me telling you that?”

“I had run away from Grammy’s house for she was sleeping sooo long. I wanted to get help but didn’t know where to go. I wandered down the road, got lost and started crying. Then several bunnies appeared all around me! Oh Betsy, they were such friendly, fuzzy wuzzy bunnies!”

“Then Kimberly came and I was so confused. I wanted my Grammy, but Kimberly seemed nice. And she really is Betsy! She loves me lots and I love her. She gives good hugs like Grammy did.”

Molly yawned and her eyes closed as she snuggled in close to Betsy’s neck. Betsy kissed her forehead.

Kimberly’s heart was full as they picked up sleeping Molly and carried her to the car.

It was so good to see Molly have a peaceful evening. She hoped she would sleep through the night. Typically after a visit to the farm she did! The past week she had been waking up crying in the middle of the night. All Kimberly or Jacob could do was rock her, until her crying subsided.

On the ride home Kimberly thought of how everyone talks about therapy dogs. They are wonderful, no doubt about it, but Kimberly knew of one very special therapy cow.

The Passage of Time

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Warmth flooded through her heart to see her favorite tree still standing. Charlotte’s boots sunk into the snow as she stood admiring it once again. At least there was one thing that had remained unchanged after all these years.

Coming back to her hometown felt good but she hadn’t been prepared to see all the changes. She still had held onto her childhood image of it.

Condos had replaced the cornfield where she and her friends had played many times. Hiding behind the stalks.

The little grocery store that had been on the corner, was now one of the big chains. Charlotte fondly remembered Sam, the kind old man that had owned the store. He always had chocolate chip cookies and a balloon for each child that entered the store.

Bonnie’s hair salon had been replaced with a larger one. She was retired and enjoying her grandkids now. Charlotte was glad that at least Bonnie had stayed in town. She had enjoyed a visit with her earlier over some salted caramal lattes.

Charlotte was really hoping she would get to see Miss. Lorti the librarian. The library was still on Willow street but Bonnie told her that a man had come to town and swept Miss. Lorti off of her feet. It was a whirlwind romance and it wasn’t long before she had packed her bags and eloped.

The library had been one of Charlotte’s favorite places to go. She would carry home a stack of books every time she visited. She would often stop at her special tree on the way home, sit down beneath it and read one of her books.

Charlotte looked at her watch. It was 3pm on the dot, would Ellen be here? They had made a pact long ago to come back on this special date at this special time. Did Ellen remember?


She turned her head and saw Ellen heading her way in her bright orange coat. Her heart beat with excitement. She had come!

They gave each other a warm embrace.

“It is so good to see you! We have so much to catch up on.” Ellen said.

Yes, thought Charlotte, a lot of things may change but she was so thankful for friendships that stood the test of time.

Breaking the Spell

Once upon a time there was a man who lived near a beautiful lake. He loved his lakehouse, far away from the craziness of the world. He enjoyed the solitude immensely, everything was perfect. Well almost perfect!

One crisp Autumn day he was sitting on his deck looking at the lake. He had taken his morning swim and was enjoying sitting in the sun, alone with his thoughts. Would the day ever come where he would finally spend more time in his home, than he did on the lake?

His story was a little tragic, for long ago he had been captured by an evil fairy, who had placed a spell on him. She had turned him into a Duck!

Fortunately his friends had rescued him from the forest but they hadn’t been able to break the spell! He still looked like a duck, waddled like a duck and quacked like a duck, so he was a duck, though not really! He was able to talk, but after every few words he would let out a QUACK! It drove the poor guy crazy! Not to mention, his friends as well, when listening to him.

They promised that they wouldn’t give up trying to find out the cure and today was the day that they planned to try the latest cure.

His one friend told him to cross his fingers and toes in hopes that it would work. He then laughed as he remembered that he couldn’t very well do that, for he was a duck!

The poor man couldn’t wait to have his hands and feet back again! Oh to look like a human again! No more duck face! If his friends told him to make a duckface one more time for the camera he was sure to lose it! They thought they were hilarious!

Hearing a car pull up, his thoughts were interrupted. They were here, the time had come. Would this cure work?? He waddled towards the car with his webbed feet and a pensive duckface.

After greeting the 3 guys and chatting and quacking a little, they got down to business.

“Here is the magic potion for you to drink. Its coffee made with extra special beans. A raspberry, caramel,banana, marshmallow flavor.”

The poor guy grimaced and had a very pouty duckface, he hated coffee! But he hated being a duck even more!

He went to start slurping it, for its not like he had hands to hold the cup. His friends said, “Wait! Has to be rigbt at Noon! You have 2 minutes to wait.”

He gave his friends a look, but they had straight faces as they told him he had to follow the rules exactly.

“Go!” They shouted! “Keep slurping until its all done!”

Mr.Duckface slurped and slurped, and a few times he felt like puking! At last he finished, but he was still a duck!

Now we need to say a chant over you and you need to stick your head under the water while we say it. He gave them a questioning look again but waddled down to the lake. Stuck his head in the water and his bottom in the air.

His friends started chanting and suddenly he was sputtering! He lifted his head up spitting out water. He was human again!!

“It worked, it worked!!” He shouted with utter joy, dancing a jig. His friends were ectastic. Everyone was in high spirits when Kendra pulled into the driveway.

She was grinning from ear to ear. “I see that this is a day of celebration!”

Mr. No longer Duckface had a broad smile! “Yes, that magic potion coffee was the worse and being upside down in the water wasn’t fun but it was all worth it!”

Kendra had a confused look, “a magic potion….upside down in the water?? But all you had to do was…”

His friends quickly interrupted Kendra. ” Hey buddy, lets all pose for a pic and how about going for a ride on your boat?”

“Wait! I want to know what Kendra was going to say.”

All eyes were on Kendra and she noticed the pleading look in his friends eyes. It took her a moment but she figured it out, and had to restrain her laughter.

“So no more duck lips, eh? Too bad, I thought they looked good on you.” He made a face at her and she laugbed, telling them to all go out on the boat and she would whip togethet a celebratory meal.

Watching them go she shook her head laughing. Oh, if he only knew that all that was required to break the spell was the chant. Something his friends were fully aware of! She walked back to the lakehouse. Fun was always around when one had crazy friends!