Tale Number Sixteen – The Last Poem Ever Written

 

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The Last Poem Ever Written

prompt:  the last poem ever written      I’ll bet you didn’t see that one coming, right?  😉

 

“Are you sure you don’t want to hear this?”

“Why do you keep asking me?” Mira said.  Her voice held more than a hint of a whine.  “No matter how I answer, it hurts your feelings or makes you angry and takes you half the night to get to sleep.” Continue reading “Tale Number Sixteen – The Last Poem Ever Written”

Tale Number Fifteen – So, This Is Why I Hate Stephen Hawking

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So, This Is Why I Hate Stephen Hawking

prompt:  Please see the author’s note after the story.

 

“But Stephen Hawking said so,” Jake insisted.

At that moment, I felt I really hated Stephen Frippin’ Hawking. You could tell Jake had been saving this little nugget as his ultimate argument. He was bringing out the Big Guns. Shooting his wad. This was his Butch and Sundance Off the Cliff move. Worse, he was absolutely confident that unlike his heroes, he was jumping to victory. Continue reading “Tale Number Fifteen – So, This Is Why I Hate Stephen Hawking”

Tale Number Fourteen – Not Her Favorite Color

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Not Her Favorite Color

prompt:  the color blue

 

She talked until she was, well, blue in the face. She started to giggle as that thought occurred to her but realization struck and she swallowed her laughter with an awkward gulp. Doctor Bowman didn’t find her joke funny, either.

“Blue in the face. You’ve heard that expression, right?” Continue reading “Tale Number Fourteen – Not Her Favorite Color”