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Prompt 304 – Creative
Tag – The Dinner Party
Your loving partner called five minutes ago to announce that your quite evening together has suddenly become a dinner party of six. The simple salad and two chicken cutlets you had been planning to make won’t be enough for six guests that will be there in less than hour. Checking the freezer you find some shrimp, a piece of frozen cod, and three small cuts of steak. What do you do to create the perfect dinner party that your partner has told his guests you do all the time?

Prompt 305 – List of Words
Use the following words in a story – a gold crown, a broken cane, a sexy calendar, a new book, and a falcon.

It was tough to decide which prompt response to feature from last week, there were so many good ones. In the end, I decided on a response to Prompt #303, from Fleeting Rainbows, enjoy:

 

 

 

All That Matters

“How did you get into my room?” I asked staring at the man who dared to invade my private sanctuary. Though there was a part of me who was glad he was there, I wouldn’t let him know that.

 

I couldn’t.

“I needed to talk to you.” He was looking me straight in the eye as he spoke. His gaze was intense, and I almost forgot that he hadn’t answered my question.

Almost.

“There are these contraptions,” I said crossing my arms in front of me, “I believe they are called phones. You should learn how to use one.”

“Don’t be like that, DJ.”

“No.” I said shaking my head as I came further into the room. I forced myself to stop by the dresser, leaving a considerable amount of distance between us. “See, you don’t get to do that. You don’t get to come in here, and use that nickname and think I’m just going to fall at your feet. It doesn’t work that way, Jeremy.”

“You never called either.”

I opened my mouth to counter, but what could I say? He was right. I was just as much to blame for the rift as he was. I certainly hadn’t done anything to repair it.

Not that I didn’t want to.

I just didn’t know how.

“What are you doing here, Jeremy?” I asked, hoping my voice sounded as firm as I wanted it to.

“I told you. I wanted to talk to you. I needed to see you, DJ.”

“It’s been six months. Why now?”

Jeremy was sitting on my bed, holding a book on his lap. It was only after he set it down that I realized it wasn’t just any book. It was a photo album.

Our photo album.

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