Photoprompt – Erin Leary
The paper plane looped the loop before landing next to our pew. I snatched it up quick and read the spidery words:
Churchyard 5am. Dillon.
I glanced across the church to find Dillon’s gap-toothed grin and nodded back.
“Don’t know why you hang around with that filthy scragg-a-muffin,” Ma always said, her face all screwed up like she could smell him – an’ God knows he stunk like five kinds of dog – but we were friends and where we went, no-one else could come.
“Eat slowly, not too much,” he advised that night, “ an’ who knows? Maybe you’ll see angels.”
I hope that’s not his last supper! I like “scragg-a-muffin.” Nice to read you again, jwd.
janet
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Good to hear from you again Janet, I look forward to reading your offering this week. 🙂
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I look forward to your visit.
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Well it sounds as though he survived the experience. Good job.
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Thanks Sandra, I think he made it.
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And there’s nothing like those trips, no matter what you see or do not. This was a great story, populated by characters plucked from a larger work, or so it seems. You might want to remember this one. I will.
Aloha,
Doug
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Doug you always say the nicest things, thank you. 🙂
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So they were <emMagic mushrooms….the better to see Heaven with. 🙂
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Of course I’ve never tried them myself…
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Sounds like your protagonist is at that age where they like a bit of danger! Very true to life, this piece.
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Thanks Ali, I certainly remember one or two Dillon types growing up on the edge of the New Forest.
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Let’s hope the boy knows his shrooms and they’re only seeing angels, not staying with them. Such a rich tale, I loved it.
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Thank you. 🙂
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Under rated food, those mushies!”
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I think I would be too scared to try.
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Somehow I have a feeling mum has a point about Dillon..
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Yep, mum knows best.
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I’ve always gravitated towards the scagg-a-muffins.
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You should have listened to your ma. 🙂
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I enjoyed your colorful descriptions and language. Nicely done!
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We aim to please 🙂
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Led astray by a good church-going boy! Nice story
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Dear JWD,
Some of the grandest highs come during or after a religious service. 😉 I wrote a similar story a couple of years ago. (Sort of similar). https://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2013/03/27/29-march-2013/
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Wow, I remembered that story when I read it again. I didn’t realise it was so long ago! Nice to see you again 🙂
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