Home Sweet Sis (#FSS-59)

https://fivedotoh.com/2022/08/16/fandangos-story-starter-59/

Fandango’s story starters might turn out to be a semi-regular prompt for me.  The “teasers” trigger the ‘odd’ in me… So, click the link above for all the info, and here’s his current teaser.

This week’s Story Starter teaser is:  After the shock of seeing the amount of his latest electricity invoice wore off, Ted decided that, in order to save energy going forward, he would…

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After the shock of seeing the amount of his latest electricity invoice wore off, Ted decided that, in order to save energy going forward, he would…move in with his sister.

She could talk the legs off a barstool (though she’d never step inside a drinking establishment), and she was a Bible-thumper—in a friendly endearing sort of way.  But her cooking made bachelors weep…his mouth watered. 

Being honest with himself, he knew she was the only one who’d tolerate an extended visit from him…and he could likely stand her eccentricities for a short stay before things got tricky.

He called her up, explained his plight, assured her it wasn’t money he was after…just a change of place for a bit.  She squealed with delight (squealing was one of those eccentricities), and asked when he’d arrive.  Soon as he could pack a few things, unplug all electric appliances. 

And then she gave him his choice—should she make her killer lasagna, or her to-die-for mac & cheese?

Ahh…he loved his crazy old Sis!

©Leyde Ryan, 2022 ~ All rights reserved.

Annoying Nightmares (Humor) #FSS

https://fivedotoh.com/2022/08/09/fandangos-story-starter-58/

Not that I’m short on prompts (or inspiration), but Fandango’s Story Starter sounded pretty good.  Click the link above for more info—here’s the prompt.  

“This week’s Story Starter teaser is:  I woke from a sound sleep up with a start, turned on my nightstand light, and…”

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I woke from a sound sleep up with a start, turned on my nightstand light…which was only a flashlight…and, heart thumping like a heavy metal band, found my glasses so I could at least recognize the terror before it took me out.

This whole “getting old and still having nightmares” crap had become annoying, fatiguing, and I’d about had it.  I didn’t bother to get out of bed for a look-see…what was the point? 

It was the same crowd of old ghosts who traipsed through my sleep frequently as if my mind was a garage sale; bickering and whispering and shooting ugly glares my way—like maybe the merchandise just wasn’t worth the tagged price.

I sighed heavily, craving more sleep but unsure whether it was in the offing.  Punching the pillow, I soon realized that ship had sailed.  Might as well get up and watch a movie…

Oh good, “The Changeling”, or “Carrie”…  Midway through George C. Scott’s ghostly misery, my snoring woke me….and I shuffled back to bed peacefully.

©Leyde Ryan, 2022 ~ All rights reserved.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Changeling_(film)

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