Day: March 11, 2017

CB&W: Cees and Dees

Hello peepols howz life? Ready for some more black and white stuff? Cee’s challenge this week is C and D. Had a bit of a struggle this week, already took the airplane, the bus and the boat and walked it as well.

Hmm, now what?

CycleEco friendly stuff! What are you waiting for? Grab yours and off we go…

A cloudy dayA cloudy day but dont worry I wont let you get wet 😉

DesignerFirst a visit to a designer garden

CamelA double hump backed camel

CarrotsA carrot in each hand 😀

Castle

Ready to ditch the cycle and explore a castle? No? Yeah well me neither 😉

ChandelierWonder how chandeliers look when lit up?

Chandelier copyWell what do you think?

ChairsChairs in this stunning chapel look inviting don’t they?

CoconutHeeheehehawwhaaw

😉 😀

Thanks for joining in  – have a great weekend.

PS Do you think I put in too many photos?

SPF: Taking a Stand

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Photo (c) Dawn M. Miller

Taking a Stand

 Words 199

She woke with a jerk.

3.42 a.m.

Heart thudding, she slipped into the spare room to double check everything.

Done.

There was time to share one last cup of tea.

Her heart faltered as she looked around the kitchen.

Could she?

Should she?

What about him?

“What’s going on?”

“I am moving out.”

He laughed. “Who’d want a useless old hag?”

“I’ll manage.”

“How? You are too old for the brothel.” He sneered.

“Thank you for making it easier to leave.”

“Selfish to the core. What about the children?”

“They will understand. I hope.”

“After wrecking my life, you’re going to suck their blood?”

“I am going to live alone.”

“What about money? Going to beg?”

“I have a job.”

“Job! What can you do? Except spend money?”

“I am a chef for a home catering service.”

“A cook! Women of this house don’t to do menial jobs.”

“Outside the house you mean?”

“You’ll earn peanuts.”

“Enough for my needs.”

“What about your responsibilities, your vows?”

“Are they just mine?”

“What if I allow you to work?”

“Allow?”

“Let…”

“Let?”

“What could you possibly hope to gain? What don’t you have?”

“Respect.” She shut the door on his face.

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Written for the Sunday Photo Fiction – a story in 200 words or less. Thanks to Alistair for hosting the challenge and Dawn for the photo prompt. To read the other stories inspired by this prompt click here.