Author: Nancy Lou Henderson | Page 11

The Park Bench

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What a drab day, Elsa thought to herself as she stood at her office window. Elsa prayed the rain would stop and the skies would clear by lunchtime. The park was her refuge while eating her lunch. Elsa had a favorite bench where she sat, ate her lunch, and watched people walking by while she contemplated her past and hopes for the future. When the train stopped at the right place, Sam got off. He had made this trip so many times in the past that he could probably do it in his sleep. As Sam made it through the rain to his office, he wondered if later in the day the rain would stop and...

The Train Station

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Tom straightened his tie then put on his hat. Why did he have to make this business trip? He hated that Train Station. He only went there when there was no other choice. Memories began flooding his mind increasing his anxiety. She told him she would return, but he had waited hours before a policeman took him away. Elsa put on her hat, coat and walked to her nightstand. She carefully took the picture from its frame, looked at the small boy in the photo then gently put it into her purse. Memories of that day long ago made tears roll down her cheeks. Why had she fallen ill...

That Dang Glue

Posted by Nancy Lou Henderson in The Widow's Blog | 6 comments

Remember the good ole days when we all used Elmer’s glue? That white liquid that took forever to dry, but washed off with soap and water. Of course, being water-soluble, Elmer’s, was not always a perfect choice for certain things. Thinking this is why some smart dudes or dudettes came up with the new-fangled thang called Super Glue. One thang for sure, they got that dang name right, that glue is definitely, Super. When you apply to dumaflotches you want to glue together, you best have those pieces lined up, because you have only seconds to get it right. Do not use too much of...

One of Those Days

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We all have them, those days that seem to blow our minds with the unbelievable things that happen. Getting up in the morning, you think the day will be uneventful. Suddenly out of nowhere, you find yourself in some ridiculous twilight zone. Stuff starts happening that you know other people are not going to believe, tell anyone about, or much less write down then share. Of course, if you are a writer of humor, love to laugh at yourself, you’re going to write about it. So here I sit at the computer telling about my twilight zone day. The day started reasonably well. It was a...

Mr. Kitty Kat

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Nothing was extraordinary about that day. It was just another hot, dry summer day in late May. Deep in my thoughts, I walked out of the front door of my home. The detached garage had been converted into a game room many years back. I have typed all of my blogs and books in this room. As I approached the front door to the game room, a cat came running from the left side of the building. The stray feline was loudly crying as it ran closer towards me. A little frightened at the cat’s behavior, but concerned; I stood without moving. To me, the cries of the stray cat sounded more...