Tag Archives: Friday Fictioneers

FLEETING SUCCESS

Posted on November 27, 2022 by oneta hayes

Hank smirked as he listened to himself, “I’ve made it. Three years of work and the take down of a few farmers but now it’s mine. Hay bales four stories high. Now I control the price.” “I’ll take land payment … Continue reading →

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ANSWERED PRAYER

Posted on November 11, 2022 by oneta hayes

Selena sighed as she uttered her prayer. “I am thankful. And I’m thankful for Hank. I thank you for taking care of him wherever he roams; please send him home. He makes me feel secure. I don’t like to be … Continue reading →

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LIFE OF A TRAVELING TEAM

Posted on October 28, 2022 by oneta hayes

Since the highway was nearby, wildlife would be limited. Ted and Stella reminisced as they unpacked. In 1962, our 54 foot dream when up in flames. In 1978, the 36 foot floated down river. In 1982, our 28′ “get by” … Continue reading →

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WHAT’S DOWNSIZING?

Posted on October 23, 2022 by oneta hayes

No! I am not a hoarder; I’m learning about “hacks.” Sewing hacks, kitchen hacks, fashion hacks, cabinet hacks. So I’ve gathered up some items strewn around. Grandma Larson down the street a piece has eight granddaughters. She’ll need some birthday … Continue reading →

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NOT FAKE NEWS!!!!

Posted on October 14, 2022 by oneta hayes

Good day, Listening Audience, this is Stella Shellingham, bringing you Local Happenings, your first news responders. This playground is being established to…….WHAT HAPPENED? I kid you not, there were about fifteen children here; they have all disappeared!! Calling home base, … Continue reading →

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, GRANDMA

Posted on September 30, 2022 by oneta hayes

The theme was “Life in the Thirties” the decade of Grandma’s birth. How to go about it? What provides the ambience? Old lamps, of course! Have some menus patterned after old school books. Reading them will be homework. Will Grandma … Continue reading →

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LEGACY IN A NAME

Posted on September 23, 2022 by oneta hayes

These were the leftovers of Jean’s dream since she was now past the age of giving birth. “Maryjean, that will be a good name for her,” thought Mary as she carefully sewed tiny rosettes on the little garment. She would … Continue reading →

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FREEDOM? – NOT NOW

Posted on September 16, 2022 by oneta hayes

Baby twin opossums climbed to the top of the leaf One said to the other, “This is beyond belief!” “How do you think our mom found this barrier To make us stay in her little carrier?” . “It won’t work. … Continue reading →

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ELEVEN-FORTY FIVE SHARP!

Posted on September 9, 2022 by oneta hayes

Howie Smith, senior deacon in the Community Church called Pastor Peter P. Pagent. “The boat’s at the church all set to go. Shorten your sermon. I leave by 11:45.” “Fret not thyself; I’ll quit before 11:45.” “OK, see you in … Continue reading →

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DIVINE APPOINTMENT?

Posted on September 2, 2022 by oneta hayes

“Hey, Chuck, I’m sure we can find some wire cutters in my granddad’s tool shed. We only need the wire cutters, a candle, and two hairpins, If we hurry I think we can get back in time to win this … Continue reading →

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