Verbally Challenged Short Stories (Volume 2)
Enjoy another volume of 150, instantly downloadable, entertaining, short stories! Some teasers follow:
WAR CROSSED LOVERS
November 1943
"Are you ready?" called Patsy Richards from the living room. "I can hardly wait." "Keep your knickers on," Dawn Madden laughed from her bedroom. "Dawn! Watch your language!" cautioned her mother. "Sorry mum." She looked at herself in the mirror and was pleased with what she saw. So, she leapt from the room, crying "Da-da!" Patsy's eyes and mouth opened wide. "Dawn, that's incredible!" she screamed. "Wait till you see yours!" Dawn yelled back. "Inside, quick!" The two girls were as close as sisters, always had been since their families moved in beside each other in 1925. "Zip me up!" squealed Patsy, then she eyed up her reflection. "Oooh. You are so much neater than I am at sewing. It looks professional." In a time of shortages of just about everything, new dresses were hard to come by, so Dawn had remade some old dresses she'd found in an op shop. She'd done a great job. Both were small floral print, one red, the other blue. Scoop necks with matching frills. Buttons down the front and cinched at the waist. Full skirt for dancing. Diagonal pockets also frilled at the edge. Short sleeves. Knee length. And with matching draw string bags. Patsy hugged her friend, then whispered, "And now for my surprise!"...
PROOF OF LOVE
The word love had never been said in Erica's family. They ate together, drank together, did all sorts of things together, even laughed together- a lot- but they rarely hugged, rarely kissed (even her parents) and certainly never said the L-wrd. Erica's mother refused to use short, affectionate forms of their names, nor did she have pet words for them. The children were required to call her 'mother', not 'mum' or 'mummy'. Even cards were signed "from Mother". Erica often envied her friends who had more (literally) hands on relationships with their parents, especially their mothers. She saw the mothers cup their children's chins in their hands, rub noses with them and look lovingly into their eyes. She heard them call "Mum!" and it made her long to be able to do the same. Did her mother love her? she wondered...
EXTRACT FOOT FROM MOUTH
Doreen was a woman with opinions on everything without actual knowledge on anything. Yet she would express her views loudly and wherever and whenever she was. And so it was that Doreen was at a party once in the early 90s. It was at the time when Yugoslavia was breaking up and wars between the former states had begun. Of course, Doreen was holding court in a corner of the room, loudly spewing her views on the causes of the conflict and what should be done to resolve it. On the edge of the group stood a woman, sipping champagne and listening quietly to all that was said. Quietly, because Doreen was giving little opportunity for anyone else to get in a word. However, even Doreen had to take a breath sometime, and when she did, the unknown woman spoke quietly...
