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.
How the Cookie Crumbles 
January 30, 2013 at 7:36 am
It sounds like the wind here! Except mid winter but thankfully, mild in temperature! Great descriptions Tess! I love the wind! 🙂
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February 2, 2013 at 5:03 pm
Thanks, Gigi. The wind terrifies me’ it’s so powerful.
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February 3, 2013 at 4:29 am
Yes! It is powerful! 🙂
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February 3, 2013 at 5:54 pm
Thanks, Gigi. I like this little girl.
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January 30, 2013 at 9:14 am
Glad am I now hat I’m not in that barn!!
I could hear the building crunch!!
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February 2, 2013 at 5:02 pm
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.
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January 30, 2013 at 12:59 pm
‘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 🙂
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February 2, 2013 at 5:00 pm
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.
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January 30, 2013 at 1:11 pm
“A groaning sigh rumbled” is a great trio of words.
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February 2, 2013 at 4:58 pm
Thank you, Robin. If you like this trio of words, I am pink with pleasure.
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January 30, 2013 at 6:31 pm
Love tyour blog! Great posts!
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February 2, 2013 at 4:56 pm
Thank you for dropping by.
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January 31, 2013 at 6:18 am
Hey sounds like spring in Texas! Loved this one Tess.
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February 2, 2013 at 4:55 pm
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.
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February 2, 2013 at 5:30 pm
Me also Tess, me also.
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January 31, 2013 at 2:37 pm
The words go perfectly with the picture! Nice work lady! 🙂
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February 2, 2013 at 4:54 pm
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.
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January 31, 2013 at 7:40 pm
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.
xxx
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February 2, 2013 at 4:53 pm
Drat, I can imagine all that open space inviting the wind to come and stir things up better. Nice to see your smile, Red.
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February 2, 2013 at 3:10 pm
I’m always terrified the hail will break a window…
Nothing like nature to show us how vulnerable we really are.
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February 2, 2013 at 4:28 pm
I wonder that hail doesn’t do more damage than it does, although it is not alway kind. Nice to hear from you Delft.
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April 4, 2015 at 12:30 am
Ooo! Impressive flash! Not sure I could do a story in 75 words like this.
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