Wednesday, August 28, 2013

Writer Wednesday WWBH- Break a Leg

This is my first week to join Writer Wednesday and I'm excited to link up my 500 words or less this week.

Here's how it works:
1) Use the photo and the 5 mandatory words provided in your story
2) Keep your word count 500 words or less.
3) You have until next Tuesday to link up your post.
4) Link up with your blog hostess (NicoleCarrie, Tena or Leanne)
5) Have fun, don’t stress, let those creative juices flow

Dogie(yes, that is spelled right- NOT doggie)

Now, for my 500 words or less...

Break a Leg

Silas stared up at the scorching, summer sun. Would he ever get a break from this hot as Hell heat? He spat chewing tobacco on the dried up red clay. "Come here Jenny," he pulled on the stubborn mule. Silas has work to get done before the sun went down. 

Jenny wouldn't budge. Her heavy body was put firmly in the ground. Silas tugged harder, but Jenny was stuck. He wiped beads of sweat from his forehead and sauntered over to the water trough. Silas dunked his entire over heated head into the cool water.

He had work to finish and one stubborn animal with a case of neurosis wasn't about to stop him from the cattle drive. Silas saddled his horse and made his way toward the open range. "Forget you," he shouted to Jenny.

At the end of the cattle drive there was to be a forgather and Silas wanted to finish up. The preacher's daughter Abigail would be there. He licked his parched lips at the thought of sweet Abigail.  Silas wasn't paying attention to were his horse was leading him. The horse bucked him off and he hit hard into the ground and landed on a dogie.

Neither Silas or the dogie moved. He leg was twisted around the calf. The calf bellowed and Silas hollered for help, but he was alone. No one would hear his pleas for help. Silas tried to inch out from underneath the hurt animal, but his leg was wedged. 

He pulled out the floral handkerchief Abigail had given him and closed his eyes. A beautiful vision of Abigail danced across the darkness.


Anne said...

Ahh, so sad yet so sweet. I can imagine what love really can do.

Sally said...

I could see the character Silas so clearly - what a bad day he is having. They were difficult words to fit in this week with the picture - you managed it perfectly.

Anonymous said...

Hi Debra! Great story. It's full of frustration, eagerness, and of course, sadness. You did a great job with the words and you worked that napkin in so seamlessly!

Well done! Welcome to the blog hop, by the way. I hope you enjoyed participating in the fun. :) It's a pleasure meeting you, and I look forward to reading more of your stories. :)

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