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Tuesday, November 22, 2016

TUESDAY TALES - WORD PROMPT "BREAD" #bread #tuesdaytale #romance #holiday #thanksgiving #christmas


Welcome! This week's word prompt is "bread". Again we have a snippet from A KINGS' CHRISTMAS, which will be published within a week. 

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The table was decorated and set for the Montgomery and Carruthers clans to break bread for Thanksgiving. Buddy Carruthers, wide receiver and Griff Montgomery, quarterback were best friends. Now that their widowed parents had married, the holidays would be simple –getting together at “the big house”, which is what Chip had dubbed his grandfather’s new digs.
Verna sat at her kitchen table and plucked a piece of paper out of the pocket of her apron. She took a sip of lukewarm coffee then smoothed out the list and lay it on the table. She took a pen from behind her hear.
Hank Montgomery, her new husband, his wrist in a cast, came up behind her, leaned over and kissed her neck.
“How you doin’, Mrs. Montgomery?”
She smiled up at him. “Hangin’ in there. Plenty left on my list.”
Her husband sat down across from her. “Tell me what to do.”
Before she could open her mouth, a little dynamo came roaring into the room. Chip, Hank’s grandson had a small football tucked under his arm as he ran into the room. A pretty little brunette girl toddled after him.
“Grandma is the goal! Touchdown! I win!” He spiked the little ball and did a little dance. Gracie, his little sister, clapped her hands and shrieked with laughter. Imitating her brother, she hopped up and down.
“You scored, eh?” Hank cocked an eyebrow.
“Gracie can’t catch me,” Chip said with pride.
The little girl threw her arms around her brother in a hug. He squirmed away.
“Let her hug you, Chip. Gracie loves you. Be happy. What if she didn’t like you. What if she threw things at you and screamed every time you came into the room?” Hank asked.
The little boy stood still. His face went blank as he considered what Hank said.
“Don’t think you’d like that much, would you?” Verna put in.
The little boy shook his head. He turned to face the toddler. “Sorry, Gracie. You can hug me.”
Her face broke into a big smile as she came to him with arms outstretched.
“If you can catch me!” Chip yelled, taking off at top speed.
Gracie smiled and took off after her brother. Hank shook his head. “Someday that boy is going to appreciate his sister.”
“When she has a hot girlfriend he wants to date,” Verna said, chuckling. 

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3 comments:

Susanne Matthews said...

Love it! Reminds me of my own.

V.L. Locey said...

Such a warm scene! I loved it.

Trisha Faye said...

Such a sweet scene! I loved the grandchildren running into the room making Grandma the touchdown point.