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Happy Tuesday and thanks for joining us. So happy you’re here! This week’s challenge comes from the remarkable Jenna Da Sie:

Write a 500 word or less flash fiction using the words TURKEY, RAIN, and TRAMPOLINE.

The old trampoline squatted forlornly in the backyard, surrounded by dirt and brown grass. It had been the only light in the darkness of a sad childhood. At least the rain had stopped, but that didn’t improve Kira’s mood. She stepped away from the window and looked around the old house. So empty it almost echoed. Everyone was gone now and it was time to clean up and move on. It wasn’t as if she’d be leaving behind any good memories. Holidays in this house had always been something to get through, not anticipate with pleasure. She wouldn’t miss this place.

Today being Thanksgiving didn’t help. The idea of cooking a turkey was laughable. So she could sit alone and eat it? No thanks.

A walk might help clear the cobwebs and air out the melancholy. She grabbed her coat and walked down the path to the sidewalk.

Coming toward her was the handsome neighbor from across the street. John? No, Jason. She had seen him once when she came to make the arrangements  for her mother, who had deteriorated to the point of needing full-time care.

Jason was walking the cutest golden retriever, the pup’s tongue lolling out in delight. As the man approached her, he smiled.

“Kira, right?”

She nodded.

“I heard about your mother. So sorry for your loss.”

“Thanks. And who is this gorgeous creature?” She knelt down to pet the dog’s soft fur and receive a doggy kiss in return.

“This is Sophie.” He chewed his lower lip. “Um, Happy Thanksgiving?”

She stood and smiled. “Yes. To you, as well.”

“Do you have plans? I mean, my house is full of loud, obnoxious, loving friends and family and we could always use one more.”

Kira was taken aback by his kindness. “Thank you, but I couldn’t intrude.”

“You wouldn’t be. I would love having someone new to talk to. I’ve heard all the old family stories so many times, I could recite them in my sleep.” He held out his hand, palm up. “Please. I would consider it a personal favor.”

The thought of a real Thanksgiving, with lots of people and family (even if it wasn’t her own) was something she had longed for all her life. And here was this very good looking man with stunning blue eyes asking her to join them.

And it wasn’t even Christmas yet.

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Now let’s hop over to the fantastic Jenna Da Sie and see what she’s come up with…

http://jennadasie.com

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