How the Cookie Crumbles

Life and scribbles on the far side of SIXTY-FIVE

Flash in the Pan – Come


The fog hung heavy as a wet sheet shrouding the naked trees. The confused pair couldn’t see past a nose. Footfall on dried leaves warned they weren’t alone.

The quaking boy tugged on the weary girl’s hand. He breathed into her little ear. “Come—this way.”The girl’s forehead drew tight. He nodded, outstretched hand before him, scanning.

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He squinted behind them but no image unfurled.


“Run, Lucy. Don’t let go my hand.” Four little feet churned sticks and leaves until they crashed and plunged. Soft autumn leaves cushioned and covered the runaways.

“I’m right behind you!”


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The word limit for Come is 100 words. I used all of them.

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Author: Let's CUT the Crap!

I'm getting a little LONG in the tooth and have things to say about---ouch---AGEing. I believe it's certainly a state of mind but sometimes it's nice to hear that you're NORMAL. I enjoy reading by the truckload. I'm a grandma but I don't feel OLD although I'm not so young anymore. My plan is to stick it out as long as I can on this lovely planet and only will leave it kicking and screaming!

36 thoughts on “Flash in the Pan – Come

  1. We need another 100 words to find out who’s behind them.


  2. Suspenseful and reminiscent of an exact experience I had as a child!


  3. What! What! Tell us what happens!


  4. Really good one, Tess. I want to know what that snap and crack are! 😉


  5. Tess, there’s nothing worse than when you find yourself in the middle of a foggy field and you can hear footsteps and breathing nearby! *shudders*
    Very nice capture of the moment…


  6. Excellent, Tess. I want more! (as usual)


    • I just like a good story if I can rip one out of my keyboard. Some days are better than others, and anyway, Susan, you aren’t exactly new to the game. YOU are much better at it than I, but I do thank you.


  7. Damn Tess!!!
    What happened after the last crack? Did they fall?
    Good one!


  8. I want to write as well as you one day Tess. Really, no smartassery intended.


    • I’m blushing ’cause I’m embarrassed. How about we call it even. I still write such dribble some days, I want to chuck the whole thing.
      We can always join a mutual admiration society and be done with all this fanciful. . .Still, thank YOU, Troy. You’re no slouch yourself.


      • Hahaha! Which is funny, seeing as I slouch quite often!

        Anywho, any time you’d like to work together, you just let me know, and we can cross swords (pens, keyboards?) to whip up some mutual admiration dribble – cool?

        And don’t you DARE chuck the whole thing!


      • It has never crossed my mind to collaborate with anyone as I’m still finding my way solo. However, my interest is piqued. What might you have in mind?

        Some housekeeping first. I am a control freak, a knitter of words and slow: knit one; purl one and do over (knit speak). I’m game for something new, though.


  9. Love it! Tight and clear and mysterious. Saying something in 100 words is unusual these days, whether it’s written or spoken words.


  10. Very good one Tess. This captures a great moment in time, terrible for children.


  11. is it a possum? 🙂


  12. Oh, that’s so scary!!! Hope it’s just their mum.


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  15. Cannibals! *wicked laughter* I love it!


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