Only seven for today's meeting each with a story with a different slant from each other only Brian's maurading tribesmen seemed likely to be the same barbarians haunting Sue's dream story.
John wrote of a poor girl who was jilted after taking a year's Sabbath to Australia. Ann told of a woman finding a friend who was in actual fact her daughter. My story told of a succes story of an ambitious woman making her way to the top. Joan's story of widowhood and the passing seasons.
Joan Read once again got the most votes.
When Day Broke
Martha King was wide awake in bed when day broke she seemed to have been awake for hours she laid in bed and listened to the dawn chorus and tried to get back to sleep but her head was reminding her of all the things she should have done and all the things she needed to do after while she knew that she would not sleep so she got up opened the curtains and could not believe what she was seeing it was raining after weeks of sun, rain, oh, she knew that everyone needed the rain but could it not have waited for one day just one more day.
She was due to host the writing group and had been planning to have it in the garden her two sons and there families had been to stay Richard his wife and two girls had gone home three days ago but James his wife and two boys did not go until yesterday evening now she said to herself" I truly love my grandsons Andy and Tony but to be honest they really are little horrors" the house was in a terrible mess she was completely exhausted by the time they left so she had gone straight to bed.
Martha went down stairs and into the lounge it looked like a war zone the dining room was no better but first things, first, breakfast. In the kitchen she went to the fridge to get the milk only to find a note from, Tom, her husband, who had gone fishing, the note read: Could not find a spare bottle so having taken milk, left enough for your tea in a cup: Great she thought the house is a mess and now no milk.
After she had finished her tea and toast she decided to just chuck everything in the cupboards and sort it out later. She had to get the cleaner out though because there were biscuits crumbs everywhere. Back into the kitchen to get out the cups and saucers get the coffee pot ready and the kettle filled. Now all she had to do was put out the biscuits she went to get them from the larder another note: Hope you don't mind taken tin of biscuits for the lads: She counted to ten because she did not want to scream he had taken the special biscuits she had made, for his friends, and had left her with ginger and malted milk. Well nothing for it a quick trip to the shop, 9. 1 0 into the car to the supermarket and just for the purpose huge queue. On the way home caught every set of traffic lights possible but got indoors at 9.40 so not to bad. Oh lord she thought bathroom she had forgotten to clean it she rushed in dirty washing in the bath, from showers the boys had before they left so that there were in there pyjamas ready for bed when they got home and of course no toilet paper (they seemed to use a roll a day) please let me have a spare one she said to herself she half expected to see another note but the toilet roll was there, where, it was supposed to be.
She looked at the clock ten to ten strange she thought no one here yet five to ten the phone rings it was Alice her friend "Hi Martha you haven't forgotten that the writing group is at Jim and Mary's to-day because they are away next month have you" Martha replied "Of course not I am just running a little late I'll be there in the next 5 minutes bye" She put down the phone and then she really did scream.
Next month A Rotten Situation 23 August.
