OLWG #291- Home for the Holidays

This week’s prompts are at the bottom. Feel free to seize the prompts, twist them, form them, play with them as you will. All comers are welcome. The words below are just practice for me. I had a lot of fun writing them, and you know what I always say, “Practice makes perfect.”

Here’s how to play along, if you are unsure.

Wanda was a large woman.

Wanda was the matriarch of the well-known and prosperous Lewis clan. That’s the Lewis family of Sugar Land, Texas. Not the Lewis Family of Lake Chicot, Arkansas. Wanda had been married to her husband, Earvin almost 50 years. It was 2015 when all of Wanda’s three children last came back to visit at Christmas.

Her middle child, her only daughter, Quinn, arrived at the family home first. Quinn was single. She was a successful pharmacist who played with men, chewed them up and used them for pleasure. Quinn owned three drug stores in Big Beaver, Pennsylvania and was considered a community leader, successful in her own right and on her own terms. She took good care of herself.

Quinn hugged her mother, “You look great, Momma,” she said. “How ya doin’?”

“You look beautiful, too, Quinn. When are you going to find yourself a good man?” She pulled her daughter in close again for another hug, then held her back at arm’s length and took a good long look at her daughter. She sighed, “Your Dad’s in the Den watching the game. Why don’t you go in and say hi.”

Quinn nodded her head and moved away to see her father.

Her youngest son, Todd, was a single man. A rarity among men, he was, for the most part, sensitive, caring, and good-looking. He’d brought his partner, Grant, along on the trip. Todd hugged his mother, and then he made the worst mistake of his life.

“Damn, Momma,” he said, “I can hardly get my arms around you anymore. How’s your health?”

“I’m good, Todd. I’m good. I’m just getting old, and I’ve been married to your father for a long time.”

Todd shrugged his shoulders and thought little about how his mother had answered. Then he slipped away and into the kitchen with his husband, looking for something to eat.

About an hour later, Wanda heard the unmistakable roar of her oldest boy’s car in the drive. David was unmarried, a doctor, and he drove one of those Chevrolet muscle cars; easy to recognize the sound of the exhaust system. David burst through the screen door and hurriedly hugged his mother.

“Damn, Momma! You’re getting big. Are you making healthy food choices these days?”

She clucked her tongue, “Shame on you for talking like that, David, shame on you and your brother, too. You both know better than to speak to your Momma like that.”

Todd wandered back into the room and found them both glaring angrily at him. “What?” he queried.

“Listen close, boys, I’m only going to say this once… When young, single women come home, they look to see what’s in the fridge and then go to bed. An old married woman comes home; she sees what’s in bed and then goes to the fridge. No more comments on my weight, y’hear!”

This week’s prompts are:

  1. espinado
  2. a burgundy polish hides her claws
  3. the lunch counter, downtown

 You can start writing whenever you want, just write, get the words down – and have fun!


3 thoughts on “OLWG #291- Home for the Holidays

  1. There was a time I knew some of my relatives to be five feet tall by five feet wide – and vowed naught to be like them!! Fun read.
    Here’s mine with the help of a story spine prompt from Carrot Ranch;
    A Change in Routine


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