It Happened So Fast

        Today’s prompt: She clung to the piece of driftwood, praying for daylight.

        It had happened so fast, the rush of water bringing horror and death.

        Alexis was with a group of college students building a school on the Pacific island of Vanuatu. It had been a fun adventure, working beside the villagers, playing with the children. And then without warning the tsunami struck.

         Alexis had heard the roar, ran to the window and watched the monster wave approach in the moonlight. What happened next had mercifully been wiped from her memory. Stripped of her clothes, coated with mud and filth, she clung to the piece of driftwood, praying for daylight.

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Elizabeth Bennet, Where Are You?

Today’s prompt: He was excited to find 150 new emails

        Jared would never have registered on Sweethearts.com, but his friend, Dixon, had challenged him. They were both engineering students at the University of Utah, surviving on ramen soup. Dixon had bet Jared a steak dinner he couldn’t find a date for the homecoming game—a girl willing to pay for her ticket. The game was only three days away, and Jared had bared his soul online:

        I’m Jared Saxton. Twenty-two years old. Five foot ten, one hundred seventy-two pounds. I read Jane Austen, and I’m searching for Elizabeth Bennet.

        He was excited to find 150 new emails in his mailbox.

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Who Done It?

Today’s prompt: It was up to her to investigate how the accident happened.

        The chemistry lab was a mess. Broken glass littered the floor, smoke residue stained the ceiling, and the stench of skunk hung in the air. Miss Pipkin stood at the door, clipboard in hand, fighting the urge to vomit. It was up to her to investigate how the accident happened.

        Accident, my big toe. This was no accident. Someone had exploded a stink bomb, and she had a sneaking suspicion it was one of the senior boys. Meanwhile, all chemistry classes were canceled.

        “Mornin’, Miss Pipkin,” a student called out as she passed by in the hall. “Love your cologne.”

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A History Lesson

Today’s prompt: More and more people were refusing to obey the laws.

        The elder sat cross-legged at the fire, huddled under a threadbare blanket.  He gazed across the flames at his dirty-faced student.

        The boy yawned. 

        “Pay attention, Matthew,” the old man said. “You will be called upon to tell the history of our people after I’m gone.”

        Matthew scratched a mosquito bite. “I’m listening.”

        The elder grunted. “By 2035, more and more people were refusing to obey the laws,” he said. “The United States were no longer united.”

        “Who was president?” the boy asked.

        “I forget her name.” He spat. “The government was corrupt. No one could be trusted.”

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Ho! Ho! Ho!

This week’s prompt: He realized the child had seen him.

        It was Jim’s first tour of duty in South Korea, and he was homesick. The Korean people, their religion and traditions were very different. But thanks to the American servicemen, they knew about Santa Claus. Jim wanted to play Santa for a family who lived in a cardboard shack. The little boy coughed and wore only rags. On Christmas Eve, Jim filled a plastic bag with toys and food. He couldn’t leave it outside where stray dogs would find it.     But as soon as he opened the door, he realized the child had seen him.

        “Ho, ho, ho! Merry Christmas!”  

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Flying High!

Today’s prompt: He itched to clear the ground, to look out and see nothing . . .

        Flapping his over-sized ears, Dumbo hopped but rose only an inch off the ground.

        “Try again,” Timothy Mouse said.

        Dumbo’s ears hung low. “It’s no use.”

        “You need a jump start.”

        Dumbo climbed on the lion tamer’s chair, jumped and fell trunk first into the sawdust.

        “I have an idea.” Timothy handed his friend a feather. “It’s magic.”

        Dumbo held it in his trunk, flapped his ears, and to his surprise, lifted up off the ground. Higher and higher he flew. Then swooped and dove.  He itched to clear the ground, to look out and see nothing but clouds.

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The Streak

Today’s prompt: Someone must have seen him because the police were at his door.

        “Down the hatch,” Dr. Nussbaum said before drinking the concoction. It burned his throat and his eyes lost focus. He felt a tingling in his toes that crept slowly up his legs to his torso and then to the tip of his fingers and top of his head. He gazed into the bathroom mirror and saw only his bathrobe—not his body.

        “It worked!” he shouted. “I’m invisible!”

        He peeled off his robe and ran barefoot out into the street. What should he do first? Rob a bank?

        Someone must have seen him because the police were at his door.

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