TLT: Headed home

Sunset glowed red, Weary feet headed home. Darkness promised rest. I wrote this in response to this week's three-line tales

SPF: Deal too far

Photo courtesy of Morguefile “Honey, you went believe the deal I’ve found down at the scrapheap!” William was brimming over with excitement as he rushed through the door. “Where are you?” There was a sigh as his wife lifted herself from the couch. “Coming.” She shuffled her heavily pregnant form down the hallway. He propelled her [...]

SPF: Perfection

Photo courtesy of Morguefile Melissa looked down at the keys resting in her palm before looking up again at the cottage. Was she dreaming again? It did not seem like it was happening. “Seriously?” Melissa questioned her husband, Andrew, who was standing beside her. “We own this?” He hesitated then. This was not the enthusiastic response [...]