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Adulting

Adulting - R&R Ramblings

Sally stepped into her apartment, leaned her bike against the wall and dumped her backpack onto the floor. ‘Mum, Dad, Sis and your latest boyfriend, and Mr. Jamieson my school principal, and who are you?’

‘The lady at the local milk bar.’

‘Thought you looked familiar. Why are you all sitting in my living room?’

‘Good question.’ The little old lady looked to those seated in fold-up chairs. Continue reading “Adulting”

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Mirrored

Mirrored - R&R Ramblings

Was she

worth knowing

the beautifully tragic

miming merriment faker

riding her own merry-go-round

silently suffering for her showground crowd Continue reading “Mirrored”

Illumination

Illumination - Rural Romantic Ramblings

Dear Neighbour

Fourteen days ago (Monday, 5:40am) it was requested you temper your new outdoor front lights that beam into the neighbour’s property. In case you’re unaware from your tower in the sky, these new lights illuminate the following areas of the neighbouring property: the entire backyard and beyond Continue reading “Illumination”

Squeezed

squeezed - RuralRomanticRamblings.com

“You won’t do it.” He shook his head as he leaned his shoulder against the door frame.

“Watch me.”

“I’m trying not to.”

“I’m freaking doing this, okay?” Her feet numb, unable to look at her painted toenails, her legs like meat squeezed into sausage-skins that spilled out at the ends. Continue reading “Squeezed”

Not Mine

nOT mINE - RuralRomanticRamblings.com

“Sorry, Sir, but your bill is now sixty days overdue.”

“Not mine. How did you get this landline number, its unlisted?” Continue reading “Not Mine”

Curious Signs

Curious Signs - RuralRomanticRamblings.com“Are you perving on the neighbours?”

“No.” He sipped his coffee and stared at the city’s skyline through the kitchen window.

“It’s a nice view of a wall of windows.”

“No. I’m checking out the chair.” He pointed. “Fourth floor.”

“It’s a red chair, so what.” She shrugged.

“It has a sign on it.” Continue reading “Curious Signs”

Correct Placement

Correct Placement - RuralRomanticRamblings.com“…and he attempts to slip in the chip’s packet beside the celery, will he get away with it?”

He eyes off his comrade from the commentary box. “So far, so good, sports fans, as he tempts fate by slipping in the big block of chocolate.”

Ooh, bad call, my man. Should’ve gone for the smaller size, it’s easier to slide between the bread loaves.”

“I agree. But wait, no, she spotted… the chips.” Continue reading “Correct Placement”

Unpredicted

Unpredicted - RuralRomanticRamblings.com

Heels echoed on the cool tiles amplified by the corridor’s walls. Watery mud created a snail trail by her once-white lace train, as petals from her strangled bouquet fell like Autumn attacks the trees. Make-up smeared like Continue reading “Unpredicted”

Exit Strategies

Exit Strategies - RuralRomanticRamblings.com

“Is that blood?”

She shook her head, wiping her hands on her red-splattered shirt. Continue reading “Exit Strategies”

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