A Story In
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On The Money Trail
Family members need help. I oblige. I’m their doer of tasks.
Why me? I’m between jobs, behind with payments and I haven’t shopped for new clothes in ages. I guess they trust me to deliver. I’m okay with that.
No time to linger. Housebound auntie wants her groceries.
As I hasten, sunshine glues sweaty polyester to my back. I spot sparkles on the sunlit lawn along my walkway.
Coins! Many coins, strewn in a line towards the space where a car had once parked.
I gather, add up their value, sigh.
Someone’s emptied change-purse or pocket. My bit of fortune. From Guest Contributor Krystyna Fedosejevs
Krystyna writes poetry, fiction and creative nonfiction regardless of the season or location she finds herself in.
Botticelli
HISTORICAL FICTION ENTRY:
As Sandro walked to his home on Via Borgo Ognissanti, he was so completely preoccupied he did not pay attention to his surroundings and collided forcefully with an unfortunate gentleman. The moderately obscure artist's parchments went sprawling on the brick walkway, some fluttering quite a distance in the breeze.
“Sandro, please look where you’re going."
"I'm sorry, Filippo, but I've just made the most amazing discovery."
Hoping his eccentric neighbor had some interesting gossip to share, Filippo inquired further.
"There is apparently a game, a quite popular one, that is being played around town, and they've named it after me!"
From Guest Contributor Sheila Fields
My Usual Jog
I stretch my legs inhaling and exhaling. It’s a beautiful abundant sunshiny day, and I’m ready for my jog. Not many people are out and that’s normal nowadays.
Each day I pass the same houses. My favorite is the one with the bright yellow sunflowers along the front walkway. What else do people have to do in the spring, so why not make their yards look nice?
Since jogging, my legs have strengthened and I’m more energetic. I’ve been working from home and cooking more, but I miss the previous world. However, I won’t let Covid-19 take away my jogging.
From Guest Contributor Lisa M. Scuderi-Burkimsher
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