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Keys - Wee Challenge #34
Water splashed in the sink. “Where’s my brush?”
“Left drawer.” Celia added stock to the pot and lit the burner. Blue flames curled around the bottom.
“Thanks.” Metal hangers screeched in the closet. “Have you seen my wallet?”
Celia washed the chicken. “Is it in your pants?”
“Oh yeah. Thanks. What time is it?”
A cabinet door slammed. “Seven twenty.” Muttered curses competed with the whir of the food processor. Carrots, onions and celery blurred together.
Brad slipped on his shoes. “Have you seen my keys?”
Celia cut the power. “What?”
“I said have you seen my keys?”
Celia clenched her teeth.
The faint sound of a drawer sliding open was followed by the metallic shing of the knife being removed from its place.
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| Many thanks, everyone. I got a lot of help to get to this version. Wish I could take all the credit, but it's lovely to get such wonderful feedback. |
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Comment by: Nora - 2008-05-11 18:29
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| Heh heh. Nice, Vicks. This is the one. |
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Comment by: lancslass Online- 2008-05-10 13:05
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| Right out of life, except the last part, that's more wishful thinking, hopefully! I didn't read the 'first one' but do like this story. Very well described, and although her frustration is never mentioned, I could feel it mounting. Love the veggies blurring together. Well done. |
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Comment by: lucy Online- 2008-05-09 12:42
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| I felt like an intruder peeking around the corners, my ears were perked at every sound described. I even felt the irritation under my skin. I was there. Thanks for the sorta kinda invite into their lives. TErrific. |
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| Great little write. I enjoyed it. the little details that we often overlook make the scene more real because of them. |
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