lines from unwritten stories

[hermetic]

There's a meme going around that I quite like, and that I posted to Facebook to some success. Naturally, I'd like to see what you all will do with it, my darlings.

Tell me about a story I haven’t written, and I’ll give you one sentence from that story.

(I may, in fact, give you more than one.)

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[hermetic]

"Aunt Sassy's old white girl, oh what was her name? Gemma? Elsa? Geraldine! That's it," Sadie beamed, her deep red-brown face splitting apart in a flashing white smile at remembering the maid's name. "Anyway, Geraldine raised fancy chickens, claimed they made the best pets, and you could compost the mess for your garden--yes, yes, the poor dear was a spinster, now don't interrupt--and one time when Aunt Sassy called Geraldine to come in on a Saturday, Geraldine showed up with her prize hen, Penny. Apparently, Geraldine had been on her way out the door to go to a fair or something to put Penny in competition, but you know how Auntie can be, so Geraldine knew she had to show up to Aunt Sassy's house tout de suite, chicken in tow, to fix something special for Auntie and then run off in a hurry in order to make it to the fair on time. What possessed her to bring that bird into the house with her instead of leaving it in the car, knowing that Uncle Regis had just bought two Bluetick pups, I will never know." Sadie paused and took a sip of her sweet tea. "Aunt Sassy was finding feathers for the next week, but at least the blood stains were an excuse to reupholster the settee like she'd been wanting."

[kateelliott]

[hermetic]

Thanks!

[diatryma]

Oh that poor chicken. I find myself interested in show chickens in general for some reason. Didn't see them at the fair, but they are just so bizarre in some ways.