The wind shrieked and pummeled the old cottage with golf ball-sized hail. Roof tiles twirled airborne. Driving rain lashed the windows like buckshot.
“It’s only a summer storm, honey,” Leila shouted in the dark. “Don’t be frightened.”
Her cousin, a criminal lawyer, collapsed heavily on the barn-board floor.
“Sophie,” Leila patted a frosty cheek. “You never were outdoorsy, were you?”
A groaning sigh rumbled. The old oak crashed and the roof pitched inward.
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The word limit for Frightened is 75 words. I lassoed 73 words today. Check out http://mommasmoneymatters.com/flash-fiction/ for rules and contributions.
It sounds like the wind here! Except mid winter but thankfully, mild in temperature! Great descriptions Tess! I love the wind!
Thanks, Gigi. The wind terrifies me’ it’s so powerful.
Yes! It is powerful!
Thanks, Gigi. I like this little girl.
Glad am I now hat I’m not in that barn!!
I could hear the building crunch!!
Isn’t wood cracking under stress an awful sound? I don’t like being out in bad weather at all even if inside my car.
‘Don’t be frightened’ – golf ball sized hail good grief! If someone said that to me in those circumstances I’d slap them!
So there you’ve made me cross so it must be good
Tee hee, Gilly, I would most likely want to. I hate being treated like a child even though I’m scared of my own shadow…and bad weather.
“A groaning sigh rumbled” is a great trio of words.
Thank you, Robin. If you like this trio of words, I am pink with pleasure.
Love tyour blog! Great posts!
Thank you for dropping by.
Hey sounds like spring in Texas! Loved this one Tess.
Thank YOU, Valentine. The weather is getting more harsh by the year it seems. It scares me when I see some of the destruction of late.
Me also Tess, me also.
The words go perfectly with the picture! Nice work lady!
Hi Vanessa. You are too kind. I’m a ‘fraidy cat when it comes to wind and bad weather so I guess that helped here.
GREAT! That is the wind we had last night! It whips up the mountain. It is so much worse now that one of my neighbors just logged about 50 acres about 100 feet downhill from me. Ugh.
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Drat, I can imagine all that open space inviting the wind to come and stir things up better. Nice to see your smile, Red.
I’m always terrified the hail will break a window…
Nothing like nature to show us how vulnerable we really are.
I wonder that hail doesn’t do more damage than it does, although it is not alway kind. Nice to hear from you Delft.