Tag Archives: Charli Mills

Lacquered Lovelies

Charli Mills invited us to use the prompt of NOURISH for our 99-word flash fiction this week. It wasn’t until one of the activities gals asked the musical question about us wanting to have our nails done, that this story practically wrote itself. Check out the Carrot Ranch and join the fun!

“Ladies, do either of you want your nails done today?”

It was this familiar Tuesday query from the activities department of the nursing home that rallied all the women who wanted to feel special every time they looked at their hands. Usually, everyone except these two roommates said yes.

There was a box of bright colors from which to choose. This day, most of the ladies chose colors that reminded them of beautiful flowers. And here they were, beautiful flowers planted in wheelchairs and hospital beds. Their bodies may be failing them, but their souls were glowing and alive!

©2020 Annette Rochelle Aben

Building on a Dream

Charli Mills invited us to take the prompt of longboards and write a 99-word tale. All I kept picturing was a comedy routine where someone carrying a long board of wood kept smacking people in the back every time they turned around. No, I didn’t use the humorous aspect of that memory but I did write about lumber! Thank you Carrot Ranch for the fun!

Frankie let out a deep sigh. No matter how hard he tried, the long boards were too heavy for him to carry. His older brothers, Ron, John, and Al could haul those boards around as though they were toothpicks. When would he be big enough to help his father build houses?

Dejected, Frankie sat down behind the lumber pile and began to cry softly.

“Where’s Frankie?’

“Yeah, we need someone to grab these boxes of nails.”

His older brothers were in trouble and they needed his help!

Frankie dried his tears, grabbed the nails, and ran after the crew.

©2020 Annette Rochelle Aben

No Offense Mom

A yummy topic this week from Charli Mills of the Carrot Ranch literary community; PIZZA! Check out the weekly 99-word, flash fiction writing challenges athttp://www.carrotranch.com

Pizza. As children, we had this treat about once a month. Mind you, this wasn’t what we know now as pizza. This was a gastronomic wonder mother created from a box bought at the store. It contained a bag of crust powder, a can of cheese and a can of sauce. And it worked!

That was until we were taken to a pizzeria. Buddy’s Pizza had these tiny, Italian grandmas who took your order, cooked and served it.  We’d clean our plates as they smiled with approval. The only pizza boxes we used after that said to-go on them!

©2020 Annette Rochelle Aben

Eyes Forward

Charli Mills, head of the Carrot Ranch writing community, challenged us to write about the open road this week. It reminded me of my own divorce ages ago. So, here is my 99-word story, somewhat fictionalized for your enjoyment.

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Nine years packed into a few boxes and an old steamer trunk. Was there nothing else to show for all the ups and downs of a marriage? In perspective, that which was her past was minuscule compared to the opportunities which comprised her future.

Getting behind the wheel of her car, she felt gratitude for the hard work she and her therapist did to get her to even consider filing for divorce.

She was figuring it out. Turn the key. Fasten the seatbelt and adjust the rearview mirror. Wow, check out the view through the windshield. The open road.

©2020 Annette Rochelle Aben

Somewhere Out There

The tale of Rainbow the library cat’s escape is what we were challenged with writing about this week. Charli Mills knows how to make a writer think! FOLLOW her for all the fun and excitement! http://www.carrotranch.com

Rainbow grew up in the library, having been left on their doorstep in a box of donated books when he was a mere three weeks old. Everyone doted on him to ensure he would survive. He grew up lazing in laps, being read to.

His favorite lap belonged to an elderly blind woman whose granddaughter brought her every day precisely at two. For a delightful hour, everyone was happily lost in a book.

Rainbow was confused, the old woman hadn’t been in for a week. Believing he could, when no one was looking, he slipped out to find her.

©2020 Annette Rochelle Aben