In response to Charli Mills’ Flash Fiction Challenge, I present to you, A Most Holy Experience.
Here is the link to this challenge, where she spells it out in BLACK & WHITE
They floated, like ghosts, through the hallways of St. Benedict, school. Feet never made a sound. I’d never seen a nun before and over the next two years, I became fascinated with them.
Faces squeezing through their wimples of white, and covered head to toe in black, to a third grader, they looked like penguins. And when they were upset with you, magically, a wooden ruler shot out from under their sleeves. Ouch!
Years later, as I prepared to play the role of Sr. Hubert in Nunsense, I said a grateful prayer for carefully studying the habits of nuns.
Decided to try my hand at Carrot Ranch’s Flash Fiction for this week. Here is the link back to the challenge that runs until November 7th. 99 words no more or less about a chair on a porch… https://carrotranch.com/2017/11/02/november-2-flash-fiction-challenge-2/
Don walked his faithful companion of 18 years across the street. He and Duke were just going to sit on the white, wicker rocker until Nancy got home from work.
Making himself comfortable, Don looked back at the unfamiliar house he had just come out of and wondered who lived there. The warm, late summer sun was going behind Nancy’s house and it was chilly. He knew she’d be home soon.
Lori turned onto her street and noticed Don and Duke on her porch. They appeared to be napping, just like they did most days since her mom’s funeral.
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