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Another prompt from Author S B Mazing for Blog Event #21. Thank you Author S B Mazing!

She checked again. It has to be in there! It was the third time she went through her purse.
“I really need to see your passport!”
She could hear how impatient he was getting. It has to be in here. It was when she left. And now it seemed to have disappeared.
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She took a deep breath. Where to look next? And what could she do if she lost it. “I . . . I don’t know where it is,” she stammered. “It has disappeared.”

“Step over here, please,” the agent said in an angry voice.

She did as he said. Frustrated with herself and frightened, she plunged her free hand into the deep pocket of her jacket. Her fingers jammed against something hard. She frowned and pulled it out. My passport. She breathed a sigh of relief. I put it in my pocket in the rush and forgot it was there! How often have I told herself to be more careful. Memories of finding her driver’s license in her pocket flashed before her.

“Sir,” she called in a timid voice. “I found it.”

The agent turned and looked at her, then glowered. “You found it?”

“I was in a rush and stuck it in my pocket. I never keep it there, but things got away from me.” She held it out.

The agent took it from her hand. He examined it and then stamped it. His voice was harsh. “You are free to go, but I would suggest you use more care next time.”

She nodded. “Thank you.” She carefully opened her purse and put it in,  zippering the compartment carefully. As she left the line, she smiled and nodded. The agent rolled his eyes ane shook his head as he turned to the next person in line.

“My mother will never believe this,” she muttered as she went on her way. “Second thought, she probably would. It’s like that old saying, ‘The apple never falls far from the tree.’ ”


Blog Event Finish It #16 for Author S B Mazing. The prompt:

She knew she’d hit something. But what? She saw the shape suddenly jumping or running right in front of her car. Oh no! Her heart was racing while she got out of the car. Maybe it was just her imagination. Maybe it was the fog and the darkness setting in. Maybe she did not hit anything. Maybe it was just the fog. But she felt it too. She slowly made her way to the front of the car. And then her heart froze. There it was.

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The headlights revealed the animal on the ground. Yes, she had seen something run in front of her. Yes, she had hit something. It lay so still.

Kate looked closer, trying to see in the fog what had run in front of her car. Was it a cat? It was about the size of one. Oh no! she thought. It can’t be. Tears formed in her eyes. She hated the thought that she may have killed someone’s pet. She looked around at the houses. Perhaps she could find out who it belonged to.

She started to stand, and then squealed. The animal was moving, as if being pulled away, rather than moving on its own. She watched for a moment as it was being pulled toward the curb. Then she heard laughter.

She looked up at two boys on the curb, pulling the animal away from her car. She started toward them, but they dropped the rope they were pulling and ran into the closest house. The “animal” was by her feet. She bent down and looked closely at it. It almost looked real, but it was only a plastic stuffed animal. Angry, she reached down and picked it up. Some child’s toy.

The door of the house where the boys had run opened and a woman came out. She came over to Kate. “Are you alright? I thought I heard a scream.”

Kate held up the animal. “Yes, I did scream. This ‘ran’ in front of my car and I hit it.Does this belong to your son?”  she asked, trying to sound civil.

The woman took the toy. “Why, that looks like my daughter’s. She has been looking for it. And yes, I do have a son.” She frowned. “Why don’t you turn off the lights on your car and come in with me. I want you to meet someone.”

Kate pulled her car a little closer to the curb and turned off the lights. She followed the woman into the house.

The woman called a girl’s name. A young girl came and squealed with she saw the toy in Kate’s hand. She reached for it, but the woman stopped her.

“Wait a minute, honey. Your brother has to come here first.”

A boy appeared from the other room. He grimaced when he saw the toy in Kate’s hand. His mother put her hands on her hips. “Carl, is this your doing?”

Carl hung his head. “We were just having some fun. Dan and I put a string on it and threw it in front of her car, that’s all.” He looked down at the ground.

“You apologize to this lady. You could have caused her to have an accident. We will find an appropriate punishment for you. If Dan is here, tell him he has to go home. You two will not be playing together for awhile.”

Head still down, Carl spoke. “I’m sorry, Ma’am.”

Memories of her own brother’s pranks filled Kate’s mind. “Apology accepted,” she said.

Carl left the room and the woman turned back to Kate. “I am so sorry. Would you like a cup of coffee?”

Kate handed the animal to the little girl and smiled at her. “Yes, I would like that.”

As they drank coffee, Kate remembered and shared the memories of her own brother’s pranks. “I guess God put mischief in children!”

“Thank you,” the woman said, sighing. “He isn’t a bad boy, just mischievous! But I want him to realize that some of his pranks could do damage.”

As Kate drove home, she was relieved that it hadn’t been an animal that had leapt in front of her car. She was glad he hadn’t gotten away with his prank. She smiled. “Perhaps Carl will turn out as great as my mischievous brother.” She pulled into the garage and went into the house, glad the day was over.



This is a weekly challenge on Wednesdays from Author S B Mazing. She gives a prompt and you finish the story! Join us!


Here is the story for the Blog Event “Finish It!” #4 from Author S B Mazing.

They were standing on top of the mountain, overlooking the valley and the ocean. It was hard to believe that they were here after all they’ve been through
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They slipped their arms around each other. No words escaped their lips. The whole scene whispered peace. It had been a long time since they had stood in this place.

She sighed. “Oh, darling, it is so beautiful.”

He nodded, and then looked down at her from his 12 inches above her. “We have gone through a lot, haven’t we? How are you doing?”

“Great,” she responded and looked up at him with a smile. “And you?”

He smiled. “Great. Guess we should go to the cabin.”

They turned and walked hand in hand down the path. The valley and the ocean receded behind the line of the mountain, but it didn’t bother her. It would be there for a long time. Much longer than they would! Her mind went backwards over the last few years. As a young girl, her family had come to this place on vacation and spent the week in the very cabin they were headed to now. She and her new husband had honeymooned here. Then, they had come here after the first and second miscarriages and after the doctor’s words, “I’m sorry. You will never be able to have children.” Her days had been filled with prayer and weeping. Her pastor suggested they take some time away to receive God’s comfort. She was glad he didn’t mention adoption. It would have hurt too much to think about it right now. Her husband felt the same way. He had voiced it as they left the pastor’s study and made their plans to go to the cabin.

She cast a glance in her husband’s direction as they walked down the path. Was he remembering?

The cabin was warm and inviting against the cool mountain air. Her husband had built a fire just before they walked up the mountainside to view the valley and ocean.

“How about some popcorn?” he asked.

She nodded. Popcorn. How often she had eaten popcorn in this place!

He went into the kitchen and in a few minutes, she heard popping coming from the microwave. It was so relaxing to be here. A good place to recuperate. Or just relax with thanksgiving.

“Father God,” she said in a low voice, “thank you for the way you have worked in our lives. It was so hard to lose those two babies. And it was devastating to have the doctor say we would never be able to have a baby.” Tears rose in her eyes. The thought of it even after all these years brought  sadness. She smiled. “But you had plans for us. And I am so grateful. The way to joy in trusting you is not an easy one.”

Staying those few days in the cabin after the loss of her babies had helped ease her sorrow, but she had struggled with the doctor’s words. How could she accept that there never would be babies? As the weeks had gone by, adoption came into the conversation between her and her husband. It was hard to accept going this way. It was like a final sentence on giving birth. But finally, as she read her Bible and worshiped in church, she realized this was God’s plan for them. They had come back to the cabin to think and pray about the future. Then they had gone home and began the proceedings of adoption.

Her husband brought in the bowl of popcorn and sat down beside her. “A penny for your thoughts.”

She laughed. “Only a penny?”

“Well, maybe a nickel if they’re good,” he teased.

“I was thinking about the past, of course.” She leaned against him. “I was so sad back then. We both were. And God opened a door, not just for one baby, but for two. Little Carla and Daniel have made our lives complete. God’s gifts to us.”

“Yes. Daniel is in third grade and Carla is in first. They grow so fast,” her husband added.

She smiled. “God has taken us through the good times and the bad. I am so thankful.”

Her husband leaned over and kissed her. “Me, too. And I think it is time to bring them up here. Don’t know why we didn’t do it before.”

“Oh, that would be so great!”

Her husband put a piece of popcorn in her mouth. “Now, my love, eat your popcorn.”


Another story to complete from Author S B Mazing in her Blog Event Finish It. Hope you enjoy.

He looked around. Where did she go? She was just standing next to him and now she was no longer there. Panic started to take over! How could he have lost her! How could she have disappeared so quickly? And how would he be able to find her again here and now? 

He took a deep breath. This had happened before. He had lost her before in a store and found her  but not in a super store like this! They had come in together, but she must have lagged behind, seeing something that caught her fancy. Oh if only he had a cell phone. His son had urged him to get one for him and Mom, but he didn’t want to get into that technology, not at 70! But he was having second thoughts! At least he could locate her without looking for hours.

He took another deep breath. What could have caught her attention? A word seemed to wave in front of him like a red flag. He remembered walking by the fabric department as they did their shopping. He groaned. What was the old expression? “She who died with the most fabric wins.” He sighed. She was a good woman. Guess everyone had to have their vices! He sighed.

Now where would he find the fabric department? He began to push his cart down an aisle. A clerk walked by him. “Miss!” he called.

She turned. “May I help you?”

She was so nice, he thought. “Where is your fabric department?”

“Follow me, sir,” she said with a smile. They walked down a large aisle, past several departments. “Here it is, Sir. May I help you with something else?”

Just finding my wife, he thought, but only said outloud, “Thanks. I’m okay now.”

The clerk smiled and left him to his search. He pushed his cart for a few steps and then spied his wife, admiring some fabric.

“Find something?” he asked.

His wife turned and smiled. “Oh, I’m sorry, dear. I just couldn’t resist looking at it. I don’t need anything right now. I’m in the middle of a project.” She paused and then went on with a determined look on her face, “I need to finish it before I start another. Did we get everything we need?”

He nodded. “We can go home now. But as soon as I get home, I calling Daniel and asking him about cell phones.”