Given, not lost

Once upon a long, cold winter’s night Fierce blizzards were falling thick and white Fleecy blankets warmly inviting First love’s tender secrets exciting A gift freely given, no misnomer for a green light This weekend’s Trifextra challenge was to write 33 words around the title "Lost" without using that exact word.

Entitled

It was 3 a.m. and Clair had been waiting in the processing room since midnight. A call home went directly to voice mail, all other attempts were thwarted when the booking sergeant confiscated her cell phone. She should’t even be there. Shoplifting was such a plebeian offense. It was more a harmless prank than an … Continue reading Entitled

Never

The phone rang at 4a.m. "She's gone." "Was it quick?" "It was… peaceful." “We could’ve done more.” “She was ready.” “How could you know that?” “She told me.” “I’m not ready.” “You have to let her go.” “Never.” Each submission to this weekend's Trifextra starts with the same five words: "The phone rang at 4a.m." … Continue reading Never