Kathleen Merry
Stories (15/0)
The Connection
The Connection Jeff and Hazel Henderson were twins, the connection. Between them was extremely close. They even shared telepathic incidences, many times one would be thinking about something, and the other would come out and say it,.It was their 25th birthday today. They were left the family home after their parents had died in a car crash, and they decided to keep the house on and stay there. It was a beautiful house with five bedrooms, living room and dining room, and two bathrooms, Two of the bedrooms also had on suite , a conservatory , office and a well laid out garden. They were comfortable financially, left to them in their parents will. Also their grandparents had left them both twenty thousand dollars each, in endowments. Jeff was an excellent chef, and Hazel had a gift for hospitality, they decided that with their skills and talents to turn the house into a bed and breakfast. They lived in a small village just fifty miles from Glasgow, In Scotland, and near Edinburgh the capital city. Always a very busy place with tourists. It was a glorious Saturday morning, the sun was shining through the window, Hazel got out of bed, beyond the garden there was a field, and she looked out enjoying the scenery. She was excited to give Jeff his birthday present. She hoped He would love it. She was picking it up today, and truth be told, she would love the present also.Hazel had her shower dressed and went downstairs, she could hear Jeff in the kitchen , the rest of the house was quiet, they had no guests arriving until Monday. They both intended to make the most of the couple of days off.
By Kathleen Merry3 years ago in Petlife
Golden Nuggets
Page one Golden Nuggets In The little black book. š š Page two. It was a warm sunny day in the highlands,Marie looked out the window, she could see the deer not far from her home , the sun was shining on the water making it look like silver. She was excited . Today was the highland games She always enjoyed them, especially the band parade at the end of the games, seeing everyone in their Kilts, and different colours, they came from Canada, and America, and Ireland to participate with the local Scots. She also loved the crafts on sale, the tastings, and seeing what was on offer. She was especially excited because their was a new platform this year, a poetry competition, and she was astounded, at the prizes they had to offer. she was entering one of her own poems, she would not know the results that day. Representatives of the company holding the competition, were going to be there to accept the entries, and they will take them back to their publishing company, and have them judged, the lucky people who are selected to win a prize will be notified in another six weeks time. She knew the top prize was for twenty thousand, dollars she could certainly do with it, If she was lucky enough to win, she knew exactly how she would use it, for her future. Marie picked up her little black notebook, that held her golden nuggets, as she liked to call them, she had an envelope inside with her entry. She took the entry out, and checked it again, for the third time, making sure there were no spelling mistakes, and everything flowed. She hoped she had picked the right one, her black notebook was full of them, but she liked this poem.She read it out loud to make sure it flowed.
By Kathleen Merry3 years ago in Humans