Today’s post is a writing challenge. This is how it works: participating bloggers picked 4 – 6 words or short phrases for someone else to craft into a post. All words must be used at least once and all the posts will be unique as each writer has received their own set of words. That’s the challenge, here’s a fun twist; no one who’s participating knows who got their words and in what direction the writer will take them. Until now.
At the end of this post, you’ll find links to the other blogs featuring this challenge. Check them all out, see what words they got and how they used them.
I’m using: smear ~ missing ~ check ~ juice ~ angle
They were submitted by: My friend Minette over @ http://www.southernbellecharm.com/
Ten months ago I created Marianne & Jimmy in Life In A Small Town and today that story continues with Life In A Small Town Part Ten. You can find part one here, part two here, part three here, part four here , part five here, part six here and part seven, part eight here, and part nine here. I hope you enjoy it!
Spring had finally sprung in Millersburg and the nursery was busier than it had ever been. Marianne was smiling as she rang up customer after customer keeping up with the small talk as she watched all her hard work go right out the door. The smile stayed on her face as her old friend Clara made her way up to the front of the line. “Well, Clara I’ll be! I thought you told Gracie that you’d never shop here again. Glad you changed your mind,” she said to the red-faced, town gossip.” Marianne patted her arm and couldn’t resist adding, “well bless your heart are you having one of those hot flashes?” She couldn’t help but giggle when Clara huffed her way to out the door. “Hello, Mrs. Bledsoe! Aren’t these daffodils priceless?” “Yes, they are and so was the look on Clara’s face. You ought to be ashamed of yourself.” She giggled. “I know! I’ll ask for forgiveness tonight when I say my prayers,” Marianne smiled. It was a good day.
She had a date with Michael this evening and she couldn’t wait. Things were starting to get serious, but they were taking things very slowly. They both wanted to make sure that this was really it before taking that next step. She hadn’t heard a word from Jimmy since he and Michael had had their run in. All in all, things were going pretty good these days. Four hours later after a steady stream of customers, she was finally able to lock the front doors. She wanted to go home take a long hot bath and get ready for her date.
She walked into her momma’s house to pick up the kids and could tell it hadn’t been such a good day around here. Emma’s face was smeared with tear stains and she was sulking into her juice. “What’s wrong Emmie,” Marianne said as she sat down beside her daughter. “Joey’s being mean to me and Mrs. Beasley is missing,” she said as fresh tears starting taking shape in her little blue eyes. “Oh, no! Did you call the police? Did you report her missing?” Emmie managed a small laugh, “no silly she’s a doll.” Marianne put her hand on her heart, “oh thank goodness! Come one I’ll help you find Mrs. Beasley.” She stood up taking her daughter’s hand and started walking towards the kitchen where her momma was putting dinner together.
“Momma have you seen Mrs. Beasley,” she asked her as she lifted the pot bubbling on the stove. It smelled heavenly regretting that she wouldn’t be eating there this evening. “I think I saw here upstairs on Emmie’s bed,” “Oh!” Emma squealed, “that’s where I left her.” She took off up the stairs to the bedroom and her best friend. “If you have everything under control here I’m going to head over to the house and get ready for my date with Michael,” Marianne said to her mother. “We’re fine especially now that Mrs. Beasley has been found,” she laughed. “Okay, I’m off to take a bubble bath.” “Enjoy!” her mom said as Marianne walked out the back door.
She hummed to herself as she walked the time-worn path between her parents’ house and hers. She loved this land. She loved what they were building there. Her father and her in business together and doing better than they ever had before. All of the changes she’d made had been a huge success and she was proud of the smart businesswoman she was becoming. Her life was finally coming full circle and she was ready to reap the rewards from all of her hard work. As she looked at her life at every angle she was thrilled with the process she was making. Jimmy was becoming just a distant painful memory and as long as he stayed away from destroying their property things could only get better.
She opened the back door to her house and walked into the kitchen grabbing a glass of wine before heading up to get ready for her date. She soaked in her tub, got dressed, and put on her makeup and two hours later she was ready for her date. She decided to walk downstairs so that she could check to see if Michael had gotten there yet. She couldn’t see her parents house because of the angle of the house but she could see the drive and Michael’s car wasn’t there yet. She knew he would probably stop in there for a minute first. He and her father were fast becoming friends and he always brought something for Emma and Joey.
She decided to walk back up to her parents’ house and wait for Michael there. At Marianne’s parents’ house, they were just sitting down to supper when the doorbell rang. “That’s Michael,” Joey said jumping down from his chair and racing to the door. He swung the door open wide, “Hi Michael! Mom’s at our house getting ready but you can come if you want.” “Hi Joe, I’ll just come in and say hi for a moment. I saw this big truck at the shop by my office and it had your name all over it!” “Where,” Joey said turning the truck over looking for his name. Michael just laughed and ruffled his hair. “Emma, my best girl I found something for you too.” He said squatting down beside her chair. It was a beautiful porcelain doll that looked just like her. “Oh, Dr. Michael I love her,” Emma said the awe in her voice apparent. “Well, I’m glad.”
“How are things going,” Marianne’s father asked him. “Same old, same old,” he laughed. “I guess I should head on back to Marianne’s. We have a reservation at 7 and it’s already 6 now.” “Well, come back when you can stay longer,” Marianne’s father told him slapping him on the back as they headed out the door. A few minutes later the phone rang in the kitchen and Marianne’s mom jumped up to answer it. “No Michael, she didn’t walk up here unless she’s on the trail between the two houses.” She looked out the kitchen window. I don’t see her anywhere. Okay”
“That was Michael and he said Marianne wasn’t there. He wanted to know if she was here. He’s going to walk the path to see if they meet there.” They didn’t think anything about it until Michael knocked on the back door looking perplexed. “Is she here?” He said. “No, she didn’t come here. Come on in.” “Father! Marianne is missing!” “She probably just forgot something at the shop,” he said coming into the kitchen. Michael said, “I drove past there and it was all closed up.” “That doesn’t make sense. I better call the Sherriff.” Said Marianne’s father.
Links to the other “Use Your Words” posts:
Baking In A Tornado http://www.bakinginatornado.com
On the Border https://dlt-lifeontheranch.blogspot.com/
Cognitive Script https://cognitivescript.blogspot.com/
The Bergham Chronicles https://berghamchronicles.blogspot.com
Southern Belle Charm http://www.southernbellecharm.com
My Brand of Crazy https://sarahsbrandcrazy.blogspot.com/
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