In response to this week’s Flash Fiction Challenge to write a story of 99 words, featuring BOOTS!
The link is below my story. Head on over to the Carrot Ranch and share!
Every year, her father and brother ventured up north to scout for the best spot for deer hunting season. This year, she was going along.
Of course, this would include tramping through possibly muddy areas in the cold Upper Peninsula but that just meant having the proper gear. BOOTS! The very word, made her shiver with delight as she owned at least 30 pairs. But her mud-wallowing boots needed to be replaced.
This was a double dream come true for she’d get to buy new boots and the first place she’d wear them was Escanaba! What a lucky gal.
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Annette Rochelle Aben 
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LOL! I wear mine to survive the horrid Florida winters. 🙂
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I understand that!
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You know…anything under 70F. 🙂
I know. You knew that, too.
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Good one Annette, she sounds a happy girl.
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This is a true story about my friend, who LOVES boots and Escanaba. So, thank you, I was thrilled so see the prompt.
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Interesting! Do you write longer stories as well?
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I am learning to write longer stories, thank you! I’ll take this as encouragement. 🙂
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Please do! Feel free to shoot me a link, when you do. 🙂
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She had to be clicking her heels!
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Dude! She posted pictures of Escanaba AND her brand new bright PINK boots all over Facebook. * yes, I said pink boots * as she would tell you, she IS a girly girl
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Haha, I can only think of “pretty in pink”
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Great Annette. I see all these opportunities to write short stories and get feedback, but I’m busy working on book three. I have a speaking engagement in May and I want it completed and published by then. I’m not even halfway through my first round of self-editing yet. I also haven’t picked out a title. Is there a trick to it. My first two book titles came to me after an evening of scotch. Maybe I need to get the bottle out again. HUGS
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Thank you, Chuck. Well, let’s see the title of the new book… You could always “borrow” from Elton John… “This book’s got no title, just words and a message.” I shall send energy to help you bring that title forth. ❤
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Good story. I’d give my eye teeth to own that many boots but sadly I don’t own any. I had to look up Escanaba – apart from being a port town is there any other significance?
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Thank you, Irene, Coming from the point of view of the gal in the story, Escanaba is where she spent the majority of her childhood, as her grandparents owned hundreds of acres. The land has long since been sold and she lives downstate, so any opportunity to visit, she takes it.
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She was very lucky indeed, Annette. Great response.
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Oh yeah, she knows it too! Thank you, Robbie!
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30 pairs of boots would take up a lot of space, but I can’t help wondering how many shoes she has too!? Thanks for sharing.
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She’s a single woman with a 3 bedroom house… I believe she has that all figured out. LOL
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Wow, she is smart… lol! A real girl!!
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Yes, yes, she is. And when she found those pink boots, she was in 7th heaven!
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That could have been my daughter… no, she would not consider walking through the mud 😂
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Thirty pair, a bit excessive, but so many seasons and terrains… and then there’s the pair that are warm and fit just so in the snowshoe bindings, the ones under the truck seat just in case, the ones that are worn out but so comfy and so many memories, so yeah, thirty pair…
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She has a pair for every occasion. Dressy boots, casual boots, etc. Not exactly my cup of tea but hey, at least she isn’t collecting weapons of mass destruction, eh? Thank you for connecting and sharing! 🙂
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Love to see such unbridled excitement and happiness in someone’s voice 🙂
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You got that right! Thank you!!! 🙂
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Oh, I love boots, too! When I got my snow boots, I wanted to prance, Escanaba is such a fun name for a town — one I can pronounce. Great flash, Annette.
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Hee hee hee… Thank you, Charli! My friend could be the poster girl for both boots AND Escanaba! ❤
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I might have to interview her sometime for a local profile!
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That would be fun! Let me know
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I will!
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This has to be a true story. I love it. Do you remember the rubber snow boots we wore as a kid? In Wisconsin, we used to wear bread bags (plastic) on our feet before we put our boots on. That way, we stayed dry from the snow. LOL! ❤
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Know what’s funny? My friend has such tiny feet, that she buys a lot of her shoes/boots in the children’s section of stores. These boots, look just like those boot you speak of. They had a bit more substance so she didn’t have to use the bread bags.. Ha! ❤
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LOL! That’s funny!
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