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#87 – Fragile

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Jake Campbell

Ben needed the woman beside him to shut up.

“Jimmy is such a good kid!  He was first in his class at math for the whole of last year.”

A picture of a teenage boy dropped onto his lap.

“I don’t think,…”

His words dried in his mouth.  The boy in the picture looked so happy.  The Boy looked so peaceful.

“Ben Sharpe?”

The secretary was calling for him.

“Doctor Simpson will see you now.”

Ben looked at Jimmy’s Mother.  She hadn’t stopped crying for 20 minutes.  Ben passed the tattered photograph back to her and retrieved his antidepressants.

“Good luck”.

(c) Tim Austin 2016.  Image by Jake Campbell via Unsplash.

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#86 – Burning

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thomas shellberg

The flames lapped at the wood and circled in the thinning air.  A large crowd was watching as the fire danced and swelled, entranced by the hypnotic sweep of the blaze.

Music was playing loud and children were dancing.  Cold boxes filled with beer gleamed in the firelight.  The field was full of people talking and laughing together as the last rays of the day sank below the horizon.

The sheriff stepped forward, his hand lifting a microphone to continue his speech.

“Black Lives Matter, they say,…..”  The crowd was laughing.

The children played and watched the white crosses burn.

(c) Tim Austin 2016.  Image by Thomas Shellberg via Unsplash.

The first image that came to mind with this word was the KKK.  It is a stain on humanity that this group still exists and that any group like this still exists.  But it does and it’s worth remembering that, in these dark times.  Humanity still has a long way to go,….

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See you tomorrow for “Fragile”.

#85 – Loyal

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Robert Larsson

Time to play!  Time to play!!

Jesse barked loudly at her owner and ran off through the house in a frantic search.

Where did she leave it?!  Ooo!  Ooo!  I know,……

The Jack Russel dipped her nose to the floor, letting the scent tease and guide her as she snuffled her way to the sofa and reached beneath.  Her jaws snapped closed against plastic.

Found it!!  Mistress will be happy!!

The dog bounded back to her owner, dropping the phone by her hand and licking the woman’s face.  A voice crackled from the handset.

“911, which service please?”

(c) Tim Austin 2016.  Image by Robert Larsson via Unsplash.

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See you tomorrow for “Burning”.

#84 – Disfigurement

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Dawn Armfield

“Oi! Freddy Krueger!”

The teenage boy sneered as the rock left his hand and span against the armrest of the man’s wheelchair.

“I said oi!”

The man didn’t move.

The gang could see his reflection in the store window.  His face was white and smooth: burned flesh twisted, his eyes milky. The boy threw another stone, laughing as it whistled past the man’s ear.

The store owner ran out and the gang scattered, their sneering cries echoing down the street.

“Hey man, why didn’t you say something?”

“Because” the burned man replied, “he wasn’t like that before the fire,…”

(c) Tim Austin 2016.  Image by Dawn Armfield via Unsplash.

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#83 – Suave

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Ross Parmly

The gentleman brushed his finger over the rim of his glass, a low growl shucked carelessly from his throat.

“Thank you.”

His voice was smooth beneath the gravel of age.  His smile was bright.

The stewardess smiled back, bowing her head a little as she poured another splash of red wine into his glass.  With another quick glance, she stood straight and walked back up the isle.

“Old man in 26 D seems nice,” she chirped, stepping through the crew curtain.

“Oh, he’s a regular,” her friend replied.  “Check your pocket.”

The old man’s smile widened when he heard her scream.

(c) Tim Austin 2016.  Image by Ross Parmly via Unsplash.

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#82 – Intense

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Mason Jones

“It’s,……. lovely.”

“Really?!  Do you think so?”

Jemima’s mother was clapping her hands wildly and bouncing on her toes.

On the driveway before them sat a car.  The metal and glass shone proud in the early morning sun.  The fresh-from-the-factory tires lay scuff free on the brick floor.

“A BMW, Mum,…. wow,…”

“It’s all yours!”  Jemima’s mother ran forward and took the teenager’s hand, guiding her towards car.  The goth girl blinked.

“Soooooooo?” God, why was her mother smiling?

“So,….” Jemima saw her black skirt reflected in the paint.

“I didn’t know they made BMWs in Bubble Gum Pink,…”

(c) Tim Austin 2016.  Picture by Mason Jones via Unsplash.

Today’s One Word Title was suggested by Angelica Kidd, writer of the “Life of an Aspiring Writer” blog.  On reading the word, a hot pink colour sped into my mind.  That probably says a lot about me but I’ll leave that to my therapist 😉

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#81 – Insights

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Dariusz Sankowski

Allen swallowed a mouthful of coffee and rubbed his temple.  It was going to be a long, night.

He ran a finger down the list of phone numbers, looking for something – anything – to give him an edge in court.

Danny Banner loved his kids.  He wouldn’t hurt a fly.

Allen repeated the thought. He believed every word.  The phone was ringing.

“Hi Danny.  Ready for the morning?”

“Nervous.”

“Don’t be.  It’ll be fi,…….”  Allen stopped.

The number beneath his finger made his blood run cold.

“You said you never called her.”

“What?”

“Danny!!”

The silence betrayed them both.

(c) Tim Austin 2016.  Image by Dariusz Sankowski via Unsplash.

Today’s title was suggested by actor and Manchester-based Equity stalwart Barry Evans.  You can find him on twitter @THEbazzaevans.  Thanks, Barry.

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#80 – Hyperbole

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Abigail Keenan 2

“Did you SEE that catch?!”

Mr. Kirby was jumping in the grandstands, his fists punching into the air.  The crowd around him were on their feet: the roar was deafening.  Mrs. Kirby covered her ears.

“That’s my boy!  Left the other guy for dust!  Always a safe pair of hands.  Always said so, haven’t I?!”

Mrs. Kirby was peering onto the pitch, far below.  Her husband didn’t seem to notice.

“Man, nobody ever catches like that!  Did you see the way he launched himself forward,…?”

“Bryce,….”

Mr. Kirby was still whooping in glee.

“Bryce!”

“Yes dear?”

“That’s not our son.”

(c) Tim Austin 2016.  Image by Abigail Keenan via Unsplash.

Today’s word comes from yet another Doctor Who star – this time the wonderful Barnaby Edwards.  Barnaby is a director and actor for Big Finish and also a frequent Dalek operator in the TV series!  You can find him over on Twitter @BarnabyEdwards.  Thanks for the word, Barnaby 🙂

If you have a word that you’d like me to write a story on, just pop it into the comments section below!

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See you tomorrow for “Insights”. 

#79 – Obsidian

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Julian Böck

It was staring at him.  He knew it.

The hairs on the back of his neck were standing on end.  Lewis continued his polishing of the glass case, trying not to look at the reflection over his shoulder.

“Shut up!  They’ve all gone home.  There’s no-one here to look at you.”

Still the jewel stared at him.

Lewis closed his eyes but it didn’t help.  The Jewel reached into his memory: its perfect, cut blackness shining under the cold museum lights.

“Okay!” Lewis swang around, his hand reaching for the Onyx stone and brushing it lovingly with the cloth.

“…. okay,….”

(c) Tim Austin 2016.  Image by Julian Böck via Unsplash.

Today’s story title was suggested by Sarah Doughty, writer and poet of beautiful words over at Hamstring Eulogies.  Thank you for the word, Sarah.  I hope you enjoy the story 🙂

I’m eager to write more stories based on new words – suggest your one word titles by popping them in the comments section or tweeting them to me @timaustin2k using the hashtag #onewordonestory.

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See you tomorrow for “Hyperbole”.

#78 – Abundance

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Cosmic Timetraveller

The Six year old girl plucked another apple from the tree, her thumb stroking the firm green flesh and sweeping droplets of water from the skin.

She looked into the garden.  Trees were laden, heaving with fruit: rows of vegetables were blooming, leaves reaching towards blazing lightbulbs, far above.  The glass biosphere stretched on and on.  It was Eden and she was Eve.

The wasteland had blackened the boy’s skin.  His hands stroked at his arms as he swayed in the frigid cold beyond the dome, watching the girl through the glass.

She waved as she bit into the Apple.

(c) Tim Austin 2016.  Image by Cosmic Timetraveller via Unsplash.

Today’s One Word Title comes from Jemma Gross, artistic director of Epsilon Productions – an award winning theatre company based down in ol’ London Town.  You can read more about her at http://www.jemmagross.com/ or find her on Twitter @JemmaGross.  Thanks Jemma!

Don’t be shy: I’m accepting new one word titles all the time.  Just pop your word in the comments with your name or tweet it to me @timaustin2k using the hashtag #onewordonestory.