Glad you could join us for the next scintillating episode of Elliot’s Adventures. If you’re new here, you can catch up by returning to the beginning, and reading really fast…
“And how,” Elliot began, “might we be of service to you?” Out of the corner of his mouth, he whispered to Cassandra, “Get ready to run!”
The stranger bowed his head. “My young friends — my Children — may I call you that? I am just a Stranger on a Sacred Mission. I have been personally appointed by the Great Spirit Man’Tis, our most esteemed and mysterious Granter of Prayers, to build a Holy Mansion where his Devotees can gather to offer their Thanks and receive his Instruction.” He paused, “We are seeking Donations to help us fulfill our our Divine Purpose. Might I count on you to contribute in some small way?”
“I’m terribly sorry,” Elliot apologized, “but I don’t have any cash.”
“Oh, we don’t need cash. We’re more interested in building materials and volunteerism.”
Elliot and Cassandra waited, poised to flee.
“Look,” cajoled the personally appointed Contractor of the Great Spirit, “I can see you have Pure Hearts and want to do the Right Thing, but you have Doubts. Allow me to show you the Future Site of the Holy Mansion, and perhaps I can set your Minds at ease. It isn’t far.”
Exchanging looks of cautious interest, Elliot and Cassandra nodded.
The stranger led them around a fungus-covered rotten stump into a sheltered bay nestled between several slabs of granite.
“Here we are!” The Stranger spread his arms wide to present the Site of the soon-to-be Holy Mansion.
Cassandra left Elliot’s side to take a closer look.
Nonplussed, Elliot said, “I don’t understand. What exactly do you want from us?”
The Stranger fixed his bulgy eyes on Elliot. His smile was not comforting.
To be continued…
Today’s twofer from April 24, 2016:
Sonograms and Spoilers
One moment, I was certain. I could feel it. I was having a boy.
The next, I’d ask myself:
“How would I know? I’ve never been pregnant before.” Me awash with common sense. And hormones.
Besides, I wasn’t sure I wanted to know ahead of time.
24 days before my due date (16 days before I gave birth, as it happened), I was having my first and only sonogram. To prepare, I’d done some reading. In other words, I knew what to look for, if my baby was brazen enough, to determine what its gender was. I knew what the little line of three dots between the legs meant if it was there.
But I still wasn’t sure I wanted to know.
Lying on the padded, papered table, I listened to the young technician, who may or may not have won a Miss Congeniality Award at some local beauty pageant, jabber away about size and heart rate and I-don’t-know-what-else, while I tried to convince myself that jelly stuff hadn’t really just come out of the freezer.
Then she got my attention.
“Do you want to know the baby’s sex?” Young Sonogram Tech
“Oh, look — it’s a girl!” Her
WTF? The white paper crinkling beneath me as I craned to see the screen, I said:
She heard me for the first time. “Why?” she asked, “Do think it’s a boy?”
I was looking at the dots. The three little white dots lined up straight as could be, almost glowing in the bouncing sound waves, standing vertical between two obvious legs in what would have been a mortifying crotch shot if that’s when the tech had taken the picture. Unless she had another monitor and I had a second uterus I was unaware of, we were looking at the same image. Was she even newer to this than I was?
It would have been rude to question her competence out loud, so I just said:
“Well, I’ve always thought it was a boy.” Me. Absolutely certain now I was having a son.
And she, blithely oblivious, said:
“Oh, well then it probably is. I’ve found the mothers are usually right.”
Sweet kid, just not one to instill a lot of confidence.
Fortunately, my boy had the decency to roll over and give the camera a profile head shot. He wasn’t going to parade his dots, but, personally, this photo pretty much convinced me I was having a bouncing baby boy alien.
Why don’t parents want to be surprised anymore?
#AtoZChallenge A-to-Z Fictioneers: Interested in original fiction? Here’s a list of writers who are writing stories for the 2017 A to Z Challenge. The author’s link will take you to their “A” post. If you know of any other story writers I can share, please drop the link in the comments!
- Aditi’s Indian myths from a female POV at Aditi’s Pen
- Andrea’s fantasy novel, “The Impatiens Chronicles”, as writing instruction at Andrea Lundgren
- Arpan’s horror stories at Tales of Unusual Strangeness
- Atherton’s Victorian murder mystery, “Stranded!”, at Atherton’s Magic Vapour
- Debs’s song-inspired fiction at Bunny and the Bloke
- Diane’s 100-word tales at LadiesWhoLunchReviews,etc
- Dipanwita’s 100-word stories at Cocktails Mocktails and Life
- Iain’s alphabet puzzle-inspired murder mystery serial at Iain Kelly Writing
- Jo’s upbeat emotion stories at Jo Hawk the Writer
- Joe’s excerpts from his upcoming post-Civil War historical fiction, “Steel Horse Saviors”, at Fiction Playground
- John’s flash fiction crime stories with a twist at John Davis Frain
- Keith’s everyday life in fictional Amble Bay at Keith’s Ramblings
- Lenni’s speculative fiction, “What Are They” at J Lenni Dorner
- Marquessa’s short stories spun from her larger work, “Living to Die” at Simply Marquessa
- Natalie’s “Secret Diary of a Serial Killer” at Natalie Westgate
- Raven’s 100-word flash fiction at everywhere and nowhere
- Shailaja’s 100-word oxymoronic stories at The Moving Quill
- Shilpa’s 55-word crime stories at A Rose Is A Rose Is A Rose!
- Shweta’s Tiny Tales at My Random Ramblings
- Sorchia’s Gothic fantasy, “A Cold Spring” at Sorchia’s Universe
- S.T. Ranscht’s fantasy/adventure serial, “Elliot’s Adventures”at Space, Time, and Raspberries
Vanessa’s build-a-30-word-story at Vanessence