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#FridayFragment, 17.08.2018

Papyrus text: fragment of Hippocratic oath: verso, showing oath. Via Wkimedia Commons.

“Never,” she said. She drummed her long, lacquered fingernails on the counter. “Never.”

He leaned his hands on the table and gave her a look.

“You’re being unreasonable.”

“Reason has nothing to do with it.”

“Reason has everything to do with it.” He picked up the bottle and thrust it at her.

She stubbornly shook her head.

“No,” she repeated emphatically. “I will not use artificial vanilla extract.”

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#FridayFragment: 27.07.2018

Papyrus text: fragment of Hippocratic oath: verso, showing oath. Via Wkimedia Commons.

I dropped my piece of toast, butter-side down.

“What the … ?” I stared. Blinked. Stared again.

But it was really there. Without a doubt. On my pantry shelf there sat an emerald-green dragon, all of four inches long from small smoke-spouting snout to lithe, whipping tail, its scales glittering in the light that fell through the doorway from the kitchen.

“Sssss!” it hissed at me.

“Sssss to you too!” I hissed back at it.

I should have known right there that I wasn’t quite in my right mind – having a hissing contest with a miniature dragon, rather than running screaming from the pantry or at least backing out slowly and carefully and then gently soaking my head in a sinkful of cold water until the hallucinations went away.

There was a knock on the front door.

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#FridayFragment: 13.07.2018

Papyrus text: fragment of Hippocratic oath: verso, showing oath. Via Wkimedia Commons.

“I really don’t know,” Liza said.

The clock ticked, slicing the silence into slivers.

“Yeah.” Crystal put her tumbler down on the glass coaster.

Its soft “clink” suddenly irritated Liza. Glass coasters! Stupid, round, pressed-“crystal” things that her Aunt Sue had given her as an engagement present!

What would happen if she picked up the whole stupid stack of the stupid things and sent them hurling into the plate glass of the picture window? One by one – Crash! Smash! Ker-chunk!

But she didn’t.

“Would you like -” No. She couldn’t chuck Aunt Sue’s stupid glass coasters into the front yard through theĀ  picture window, but damned if she was going to sit there, politely plying Crystal with iced tea while the woman dissected Liza’s pathetic existence.

Liza stood.

“I should get going,” she said. “So if you don’t mind…”

Crystal gaped up at her for a moment, then shut her perfectly lip-sticked mouth with an audible snap.

“I thought you said you didn’t know…”

“Yes, well.” Liza picked up Crystal’s tumbler. “That doesn’t mean I don’t have things to do and places to go.”

She didn’t – but she wasn’t going to tell her cousin that.

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#WordlessWednesday: Pouting Purse

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11 July 2018 · 17:17

“Cat Contemplating Crops”: A Study in Line and Colour

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Here you go, have a piece of art to look at. It’s really deep, and meaningful, and stuff.

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Wordless Wednesday: Walnut Bud

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10 May 2017 · 15:54

#WordlessWednesday: Please Stay on Boardwalk

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3 May 2017 · 09:10