It lay there, on the floor. Glistening in the sunlight that streamed in from the high window. Sparkling like happiness, it was a golden hoop earring. I knew it was hers, knew she had been here. So where was she now? Where had she gone? Why was her hoop left behind and would she live long enough for me to return it to her?
Eileen Maki OneWord
Today’s OneWord: Cabin
I had cabin fever bad. I couldn’t believe it had rained for four days straight already. The road leading down the mountain was a sheer mudslide and I couldn’t safely get down it until things dried out a bit. It was a good thing I had made my grocery trip down the hill before the monsoon began.
I stood by my living room bay window with my cup of steaming hot, too sweet tea, and watched the rain fall.
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Today’s OneWord: Plans
I had plans. Big plans. Not the pie in the sky, I wanna be famous, kind of plans, but they were big plans nevertheless. I was a simple girl back then, just wanting a family and a home I could be proud of instead of the run down trailer I had grown up in with a drunk father and June Cleaver for a mother. It was sad and scary, really, the way she thought she was perfect and refused to admit that we were not.
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Today’s OneWord: Fences
The fences around the property were old and worn. The shutters were weathered but hung proudly, framing the clean windows. I mounted the aged steps, worn from years of feet and boots and smiled as I raised my hand to knock. It had been years since I’d been home.
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