Mary was thirsty and leaned toward Beth to ask if she wanted anything from the snack vendor. Beth smiling said she could eat, popcorn would be great and Mary hustled out to the common area. The line-ups were longer than expected and she popped out her phone and perused a couple of sites until it was her turn.
Covert Novelist
Venerable
Judge Morrison sat slumped in his comfortable old chair before the fire. It was the first time in his life he could honestly say he didn’t know which way a case would go. And this one mattered. His niece was charged with the attempted murder of her ex. He knew without a doubt she couldn’t wouldn’t have done such a thing. What’s more, when Michael woke, he’d say the same thing.
Extol
He was so in love with her
Feelings he did not demure
Her parises he would extol
Atop a mighty telephone pole
Cherish
I cherish you with all my heart
Never holding back a single part
Your smile and laughter
Remembered long afater
Brighten
There was so much more to Christmas
Than all the tasty sweet little biscuits
A time to get together and share
Love affection and show you care
Perceptive
Frances was oh so preceptive
No use being deceptive
She’d see through the ruse
And she’d not be amused…
Duration
The duration of the trip would be tedious without Jemma he decided. She was, after all, the life of the party. She made everything funnier, friendlier, brighter. She was such a ham she could make broccoli funny and he hated broccoli.
Solicitude
Michael’s solicitude was touching. He obviously cared about his parents. He visited weekly, more when he could so he’d been excited at the opportunity of spending the following two weeks hiking with his parents.
Urge
The urge the compulsion to write was eating at her. More importantly, the desire to tell a story, true in nature, about her best friend Mae and her husband Tom.
Quick-witted
Quick-witted and such a delight, Bella had constantly amused him. Darren enjoyed her company, her infectious humour that sparkle. Never a dull moment.
Invoke
They say a picture is worth a thousand words and it’s true, especially in this case; to be honest, in every single picture that Vance took. His photos were a painting and photograph in one.
Lost Gems
Somehow I missed these beautiful voices! I thought you might enjoy listening too. Enjoy 🙂
Presentation
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Eccentric
Hanna dropped her head in her hands. God! It was going to be one of those days! Eric was as eccentric as they came. It seemed that most “famous or infamous” depending on how you looked at it, were. The list of demands that had to be met before their arrival could be as long as it was varied. Eric’s was no exception. The interesting thing was that he didn’t appear eccentric.
Purpose
His love for her reason enough
To push forward declare his love
Nothing else mattered, his goal
To shower her with love whole
Quiet
As I lay awake listening
Cuddled warm, wriggling
Beneath a fluffy downy quilt
Relax comfy without guilt
Listening, listening to the silent
Whispers from streets so quiet
Regale
Old Amos was such a treat. His presence would secure a large for he would regale all with amusing stories delightful anecdotes and amazing adventures.
Placid
They’d been sailing for several hours when a sudden calm struck. The waters were placid. It happened but it was annoying since they’d been looking forward to sailing the coastline for weeks and finally their schedules aligned, and they quickly took the opportunity provided. Not that it didn’t make for a beautiful scene, it was indeed idyllic.
Ostentatious
“Isn’t the display a little ostentatious?” Maryanne asked in a whisper.
Guilty
Guilty Of guilty pleasures, there are so many Like staying in your pyjamas all day Or the seductive movie you watch Hoping that you’ll never […]
Decipher
Dawn re-read the letter a dozen times. It still didn’t make sense. She knew there was more than was being said but even reading between the lines didn’t help because there were a half dozen takes on what was possibly happening.
Zealous
One word described Shadowhaven – zealous. Its citizens were passionate about life in general. As cliché as it might seem, there was a real kinship here, people looked out for one another, checking in regularly on shut-ins and the elderly assisting in times of trouble or sickness.
Plight
The plight of over 400 children lay in the palms of his hands and he was sweating the idea. He wasn’t a father, had no children as yet but he’d been raised by loving caring firm adaptable parents who meant everything to George. Their ideals lived on in him though they’d been gone these many years.
Precocious
The Langford wasn’t just any school. It was THE school parents sent their precocious children to with the hopes that their little ‘darling’ would become the next Abe Lincoln, Maya Angelou, or Albert Einstein. Angela smiled, ‘anything was possible’.
Optimum
Brandon’s feathers were truly ruffled. What the hell? Optimum, optimum??? His work was always optimum. He gave 150% on every contingency for every program he worked on. It was a given. His supervisor knew that and had chosen him for this promotion based on his excellence.