Magic, Mystery, a little Whisky, and a Cat

Rules Were Made To Be Broken

Thanks, Rochelle, for hosting this party for two glorious years. I just started a little over a year ago. This little weekly exercise to write a 100 word (more or less) story using the photo prompt challenges us to cut the excess but precious verbiage– “killing our darlings” a few at a time every week. Great practice!!  to read and/or post, follow the froggy link.

Copyright-The Reclining Gentleman
Copyright-The Reclining Gentleman

Rules Are Made To Be Broken

“Witches can’t’ cross water. It’s a rule. She’s on the other side of the river. We’re safe.” I propped my feet on the coffee table.

“You shouldn’t have killed her cat.” She picked up the binoculars.

“You can’t kill a cat; they have nine lives.”

“Maybe you used up its last one. That would really piss her off.”

“Stop staring at the sky. I tell you she can’t cross the river.”

“Then why do I see something flying this way?”

“It’s a bird. Or a plane.”

“No such luck. Good news. The cat’s with her. And they’re making good time”

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My first novel, Just Like Gravity, is due to be released on November 3. It’s a paranormal romance/adventure kind of thing. If you’ve enjoyed any of my Friday fictioneering, please follow this blog for updates.

Cover by Oghma Creative
Cover by Oghma Creative

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