Ciao, amici! We’re on week three of the eight-week challenge. I’ve had my story ready to go since Friday, but I had technical issues with my Vocal account. FINALLY, at the last minute, they got resolved, and I got my story submitted in time. I’m three for three.
Once again, a quick reminder: The entries are judged by a qualified panel, but if there’s a tie, votes are the tie-breaker, so if you click the [♡] button, you might be doing me a favor.
This week’s theme had to do with a box wrapped in brown paper. If you’re interested in reading my take on the prompt (A Gift to Remember), you can find it here.
And if you missed any of my stories and would like to read them, you can check out my full Vocal library here.
As always, I appreciate the support, and if you read the story, I hope you enjoy it. Grazie!
I’m a little late to this party, but I’m sending belated cheers. This is another winner, Staci. You’ve a wonderful ability to create emotionally charged and unforgettable scenes. Bravo! A heart for sure!! 💗
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Thanks so much, Gwen. (And it’s never too late to hear from a friend.) ❤️
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Great story! Made the president and his wife very human:)
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Even the leaders of countries celebrate life events. And make mistakes. Thanks, Judi.
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they will certainly remember that day!
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Pretty sure most of the world will. lol
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Another great story, Staci. You are nailing it with this challenge. Every week has been different and highly entertaining!
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Thanks, Mae. They’re getting harder. Next week’s has me stumped so far.
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Definitely an anniversary they’ll remember, lol. She’ll be so embarrassed.
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I can’t even imagine the humiliation!
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Loved the story. I think she should have joined the club. 😀
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She was worried about what people might say about her. I guess that’s the least of her worries now. lol
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Oh, oh! The First Lady has some ‘spaining to do, lo
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She sure does!
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A terrific story, Staci, but I did feel sorry for the poor couple. Not the best way to receive a gift or start your day.
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I’m guessing that’s an anniversary they’ll always remember, though it definitely wasn’t an ideal way to start a day. 😉
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I’m off to read, Staci:) I think I missed one when I was off last week!
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Thanks, Denise. I hope you enjoy them!
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I did! Xo
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This is a “the joke’s on you” story and I love it, Staci! I left a heart!
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Thanks, Jan!
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You are a writing machine, Staci! Amazing. ❤ I gotta get over there. It looks like so much fun (and added work 😉 ).
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The stories are short, so it’s a nice warm up on any given day to knock out something that’s not part of one of my WIPs. I don’t think of it as being a writing machine so much as it is flexing some tired muscles. (I’m trying not to write mystery/suspense/thriller when I do these, but I might fall back on my comfort zone once in a while. Who knows?)
It is fun, regardless. 🙂
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Didn’t see that coming but in retrospect, I should have! Excellent story.
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Thanks, Jacqui. 🙂
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That was a close one! Congrats for the continued progress. I look forward to reading it!
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Thanks!
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Terrific story, Staci. Reminded me of the time I was on a plane, and they thought someone had placed a bomb in First class. They moved us all forward, and the flight attendant had to pick up the package and take it to the rear, where they had set up blankets to force the explosion outward. While walking up the aisle, an old lady asked. “Where are you taking my package?” It seems she just dropped it in First class and never responded to the requests to come forward. We wanted to help the old lady off the plane at 25,000 feet.
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OMG! That’s terrifying. I’m sure you (kind of) laugh about it now. But… wow. That’s crazy. Can you even imagine that happening now?
Thanks, John.
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I have to say the question came to mind, “What happens when the side of the plane is blown out?” Lucky I never had to find out the answer. 😁
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A fact for which I’m grateful!
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Me too. 😁 🤗
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Aww, sounds like a long anniversary day.
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Probably one the world will never forget. 😉
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Good story, love how it ended! What a coincidence, I just wrote a story with a “Cordelia.” (It’s sitting in a slush pile somewhere.)
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That is a coincidence. It’s not a common name at all. Thanks, Priscilla.
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So glad you were able to get the issues resolved in time. Headed that way now. ❤
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Just under the wire! It took days to resolve. (And many blood pressure points, I’m sure.) Thanks, Joan.
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Loved this story! I’m in awe of your three for three record and am rooting for you. Gave your story a heart and will get to the others today 💕🙂
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Thanks, Harmony. The next one has me a little stumped, but I still have a few days to figure it out.
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Thank you for the nice story! Here – in the Bavarian hemisphere Lol – only meat is wrapped in like this. xx Michael
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Plain brown paper (and plain white paper) is butcher paper here, but we also use it to wrap gifts. Usually we decorate the gifts with ribbons or flowers or something, though, to spruce it up a bit. 🙂
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Thanks for sharing!
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Thank you as well, for the wonderful shortstory, Staci! Have a beautiful rest of the week! xx Michael
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Aww. {blushing}
Enjoy the rest of your week, too.
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Loved the story, Staci… hope it does well!
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Thanks so much!
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