Sunday, June 26, 2016

The Sunday Whirl

Posted Sunday June 26

Wee Ping was trudging along the muddy trail. She was not a happy girl. “Either rain or don’t rain” she shouted heavenward. “Don’t just drizzle. I hate drizzle” She darn't stop for fear her boots would take root in the sludge. If she didn’t get home and dry off soon, she was sure she would dissolve or shrink or rot or something. Swift progress was essential.

She flew through her front door only to be confronted by her boyfriend. Big Bob couldn’t contain his amusement as she slung her sodden coat on the floor and headed for her ‘medicine cupboard’ to grab a glass and a bottle of wine.

He went to put his arms around her but she pushed him away adding a splosh of Chateau Saint Pierre to the ever-growing puddle of water on the floor. "Don’t you want a hug from your best friend?” he asked. “Diamonds are a girl’s best friend” she huffed. “Which reminds me; how much longer are you expecting me to wait...” She stopped in her tracks as Big Bob dropped to one knee and held out his hand. A little black box sat his palm. 

“Ping, will you do me the honour.......  

The Sunday Whirl. I used all but one of this week's given words which are  - weeping, drizzle, rot, roots, diamonds, trail, tunnel,swift, heaven, peak, medicine and saint



  1. Nice little story... I wonder what the given words were?

    Susan at
    Travel, Fiction and Photos

    1. Thanks Susan - I forgot to add them to the post, but I have now!

  2. Do we say yes to stop the drizzle...hmm..well diamonds get my vote least they sparkle in the rain ;)

  3. Sounds like her day just got better! Very sweet.