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That Smell – Stream of Consciousness Saturday #SoCS

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Jared stepped up and knocked on the door. While he waited, he breathed into his palm to check his breath one last time and shuffled his feet anxiously.  He’d been friends with her for quite a while, and he’d had a crush on her for a while, and he thought he’d noticed a similar interest in him from her. And now she’d asked him over for dinner. He wasn’t sure what to expect. But he’d finally decided to tell her how he felt, at least, and see how it went from there.

After a few moments, the door finally opened and Bernadette stepped out. “Hi, Jared!” she said with a smile.

“Hi, Bernadette,” he replied nervously. He shoved a bouquet of flowers at her. “Here. I got these for you. I know you haven’t been feeling well lately.”

She took the flowers, and her smile widened. “How sweet! They’re lovely, Jared. Thank you! Well, don’t just stand there. Come on in. Dinner should be ready shortly.”

Bernadette went back inside and Jared followed. As soon as he entered, he was greeted by her two cats, Muffin and Biscuit, who intertwined themselves around his legs and offered up purrs and meows. Jared bent down to pet them. “Hello there, you two,” he said. “I haven’t seen you in while, have I? Did you miss me? How are you guys doing?”

The cats weren’t the only thing that greeted him, though. As he finished saying hello to the cats, he asked, “Bernadette, what’s that smell?”

“Huh?” she asked from where she was putting the flowers in a vase on the coffee table in the sitting room. “What smell?”

“That smell.”

“I don’t know what you mean, Jared.”

“Can’t you smell that smell?”

Bernadette finished arranging the flowers and came over to him and the cats. “I’m sorry, Jared. You’ll have to be more specific. With this stuffy nose from this bad cold I’ve been dealing with, I’ve not been able to smell anything, really, for the last few days.”

“Bernie, when’s the last time you cleaned the litter boxes?”

Bernadette blinked and looked from Jared, to the cats, to the bathroom down the hall. She gasped and her face reddened with embarrassment. “Oh my goodness! I can’t believe it! Jared, I’m so sorry you had to be greeted by that! Muffin, Biscuit, oh, my sweeties, I’m sorry! I wish you could have told me, reminded me. I’ve been feeling so terrible lately things have slipped my mind, and with not being able to smell, I didn’t even notice. I’ll do it right away! Jared, you can wait if you want, but if you want to go, I’ll understand.”

Jared shook his head and rolled up his sleeves. “No, Bernie. I’m staying and I’m going to help you.”

Bernadette gave him a grateful smile and the two set about tackling the litter boxes while Muffin and Biscuit supervised.

 


This silly little story is part of the Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt, “smell”:

https://lindaghill.com/2017/05/26/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-may-2717/


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First Things First – Stream of Consciousness Saturday #SoCS #NewYearsEve #amwriting

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“First things first, Ida,” Allie’s voice said over the phone. “Before I tell you what happened with Martin, tell me, what are your New Year’s Eve plans?”

“What?” Ida replied, instantly becoming defensive. She knew her friend all too well and could tell the question wasn’t simple curiosity. “Why? What have you got up your sleeve now, Allie?”

“Just tell me, Ida,” Allie replied, and Ida pictured her friend rolling her eyes.

Ida sighed. “Nothing. I’ll probably just stay home and marathon a TV show.”

Allie scoffed. “Oh, that’s no good, Ida. You need to get out and have some fun. Ring in the New Year the right way!”

“And I suppose you know just the right place, huh?”

“Of course!”

“What did you have in mind?”

“Actually, I’m having a little get-together at my place. Just for close friends. And I’d like you to come.”

To Ida, that was code for “I have someone I’d like you to meet,” and Ida rolled her eyes. Allie was always trying to fix her up with someone, even though she didn’t have the best track record when it came to relationships herself.

“Ida?” Allie asked tentatively when she didn’t get a quick response. “What do you think? Will you come?”

“What’s he like?”

“Huh?”

“What’s he like? I know you just want me to come so you can try to hook me up with someone.”

“That’s not true! I just want you to get out and have some fun for a change! And it’s New Year’s Eve! You have to celebrate it right!”

“And?” Ida prompted.

Allie sighed. “And he’s a great guy. Dark haired. Green eyes. Handsome.  A real gentleman. Has a sense of humor. Enjoys the outdoors. Animal lover. Your type of guy.”

Ida had to admit, he did sound like her kind of guy. Maybe Allie’s party wouldn’t be so bad, after all.

“Ida? Well?”

“Okay. Fine. I’ll come. The way this year’s gone, I probably should do something fun for a change to bring it to an end.”


This post is part of the Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt, “first/last”:

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Dec. 31/16


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It’s A Date – Stream of Consciousness Saturday #SoCS

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Delilah was sitting on the couch, snacking and watching TV when the phone rang. She answered it.

“Hello?”

“Hey there, Delilah,” said Tony’s voice, causing a shocked Lyla to drop the date she was about to bite into.

“Tony, hi!” she said, trying to hide her surprise. She’d never expected him to call her after their brief meeting at the gym the other day, though she’d continually hoped he would. She had completely embarrassed herself then, after all, and she wouldn’t have blamed him if he’d conveniently lost her number. “What’s up?”

“I was just wondering if you’d like to go to dinner Friday night? That is, if you’re not busy or anything.”

“Oh, no, I’m not busy. Dinner on Friday sounds great!”

“Awesome! It’s a date, then. See you at 8p.m.?”

“Perfect! See you at 8p.m.!”

Tony hung up and Delilah quickly marked the date of the date on her calendar so she wouldn’t forget – as if she could ever forget it! Then she called her best friend, Janie.

“Janie, guess what? Tony just called!”

“Who?” Janie asked, slightly confused.

“Tony! You know, the guy I met at the gym!”

“Oh, yeah! He’s really cute. So he finally called you? Even after…what happened?”

“Yes! He wants to take me to dinner on Friday!”

“Well, you’d better quit stuffing your face with dates if you want to look good for your big date!”

“I know. I will. And I also plan to start using the treadmill again – once I figure out how to work it correctly so I don’t slip on it again!”

“Want me to go to the gym with you and show you?”

“Please? Maybe this evening? I only have a few days until Friday.”

“Ok. Sure. It’s a date.”


This silly short story is part of the Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt, “date”:

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Aug. 20/16