Jeanne Owens, author

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Still – Tuesday Use It In A Sentence #tuesdayuseitinasentence

In the still of the night, he deftly crept across the lawn to the window and stood as still as he could and listened quietly to the meeting going on in the room. According to his mission, it was supposed to be a short meeting, but after an hour he couldn’t believe it was still going, and he had to fight the urge to move to relieve his stiff leg muscles. When it finally broke up, he let out a small sigh of relief and crept back out into the night, albeit not quite as deftly as before.


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Forget – Tuesday Use It In A Sentence #tuesdayuseitinasentence

He checked off the last item on his to-do list at work with a smile and left for a home feeling accomplished. But as he drove, he couldn’t escape the feeling there was something important he had managed to forget. When he got home and his wife greeted him, all dressed up, and frowned at his empty hands, he remembered what it was: their anniversary.



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Silence – Tuesday Use It In A Sentence #tuesdayuseitinasentence

As her new puppy played happily in the next room, she worked at the computer. Eventually, she realized she didn’t hear the puppy the anymore, and she got up to check on him, hoping he’d just worn himself out and not gotten into trouble. As she walked to the room, she remembered a funny meme she’d seen that said something like “Silence is golden, unless you have a puppy. Then silence is suspicious. Very, very suspicious,” and she found herself agreeing with it. She peeked into the room and sighed with relief at the sight of the puppy napping beside its stuffed toy.




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Cheers – Stream of Consciousness Saturday #SoCS



Rodney sat at the table with his coworkers. Everyone was chatting and joking, and Rodney made the best of it, pretending to be happy though he really wanted to be anywhere but there. After all, it wasn’t him they were celebrating. No. It was Jake who had managed to get the promotion. Not him.  And here they were, partying to celebrate Jake.

After an hour that seemed like forever, they all raised their glasses. Rodney faked a smile as he joined in when they all shouted “Cheers!”

Finally, the party began to break up and Rodney was able to leave. He stewed with resentment the whole drive home. When he got home, he slammed the front door open and stomped into the living room, where he plopped down on the couch with a long groan.

His wife, Ellie, came to the room. She stood in the doorway, discretely hiding one arm from the doorway. “How was your day?” she asked, even though it was obvious.

“Horrible,” he replied. “I got passed over for promotion. Again. Jake got it instead. Can you believe it? Then they had to have a big old party to celebrate it, and I got dragged along to it. Gah! Can this week get any worse? First, we lost good old Trusty. Then Grandpa got sick. And now this?”

“I know, dear. I know. It’s been a really hard week. And I know how hard it’s been for you to not have Trusty anymore. You’d had him since he was a puppy, after all. And he was a great dog. But, well, maybe this will help? I know they’re usually good to cheer someone up.”

She stepped into the room and set a small dog carrier on the floor. She opened it and two small black lab puppies tumbled out. Rodney watched in surprise as they stumbled across the floor toward him. Slowly, he smiled and he could feel his glum mood lift. He got down on the floor and they climbed over him while he laughed.

“They’re brother and sister,” Ellie said. “I couldn’t stand to break them up. Do you like them?”

“They’re great!” Rodney managed to say between puppy licks on his face. “Thank you, dear. Cheers to you for your smart thinking.”

She grinned and got down on the floor beside him to play with the puppies.

This post is part of the Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt, “cheers”:

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS June 30/18


Happiness – Tuesday Use It In A Sentence #tuesdayuseitinasentence

As he stood at the altar and watched her walk down the aisle, she beamed a smile at him and he smiled back and wondered, not for the first time, what he’d done to deserve such happiness.




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No Reservations – Stream of Consciousness Saturday #SoCS


He sat at the restaurant’s table and swirled the wine in his glass. As he waited for her, his mind drifted back to the conversation he’d had earlier that afternoon with his best friend.

He had been getting ready when Mark had called, and they talked as he got dressed.

“So where are you and Lidia going?” Mark had asked.

“I got us reservations for 5:00 at Michel’s.”

“Wow! You’re really going all out for this, aren’t you?”

“You know it.”

“Really going to do it, huh? No second thoughts? No reservations about your decision?”

“Nope. None at all.”

“Well, good luck, man. I hope it goes well for you.”

“Thanks, buddy.”

He gazed pensively into the wine in his glass. Am I really sure about this? he thought despite what he’d told Mark. I’m not making a mistake, am I?

Lidia walked up to the table, escorted by a waiter, and sat down across from him with a big grin on her beautiful face, and any doubts he had about his decision evaporated.

No reservations at all, he thought with a grin of his own as he slowly began to slide the ring box from his pants pocket.

This post is part of the Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt, “reservation”:

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS June 16/18


Grilling – Stream of Consciousness Saturday #SoCS



It took many long hours and many unsuccessful attempts,  but after finally successfully grilling his mother-in-law for her secret barbecue sauce recipe, Jackson fired up his grill and loaded it up with steaks and slabs of ribs, then went back inside to prepare the barbecue sauce and sides for his Memorial Day cookout.

Meanwhile, Sammy, who was dozing under one of the trees in the backyard, smelled the meat Jackson was grilling and woke up. He glanced around, trying to find where it was coming from, and spotted the grill.

His mouth watering, Sammy looked around again, this time to see if anyone was around. Seeing the coast was clear, Sammy carefully crept towards the grill, just in case someone might spot him.

Sammy stared at the grill, eyes wide at the sight of all the meat. He couldn’t believe the feast he saw. A little drool dripped from the corner of his mouth. Unable to control his urges, Sammy jumped up on the table beside the grill and reached out for a steak.

Jackson came back outside with a bowl of barbecue sauce in hand and spotted Sammy on the table with a steak half-pulled off the grill. “Sammy, NO!” he cried out. “Bad cat! Get down!”

He ran over just as Sammy jumped down from the table, steak dangling from his mouth, and ran across the lawn. Jackson watched in shock as his cat and steak disappeared among the bushes.

This post is part of Stream of Consciousness Saturday:

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS May 26/18

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