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The Darkest - Blackest Tuesday (Part Ll)

The whispering begins Maybe our Fairy God Mother came Sunday night and changed Ma’am Oh Dot we can only wish so , I’m a little apprehensive, Al what does aperentcive mean I asked It means unsure , unreal piped Joe and Jim Bobby why aren’t you eating? Is there any rat poison Ma’am probably put it in the eggs Bobby don’t talk like that Billy’s woofing his breakfast down Of course he’s Ma’am’s Pet, alright, alright let’s take advantage of the Fairy God Mother Ma’am Becky tell Millie you and her will dry George and Harry will put away Dot put everything away The rest of you guys wipe the table and mop the floor I call wiping the table said Joe (always easy) Hey Pet go upstairs and ask Ma’am if she needs a fresh towel or anything tell her we’re almost done When Billy came down we were all sitting at the clean table with our hands folded She’s coming now Ma’am walked into the kitchen, wearing a muti-colored flower dress that matched to a tee her parasol Tucked in the bow of her dress was the black rider’s crop which she always carried with her, just in case Ma’am, you look beautiful, She playfully grabbed George’s ear I’m not going to tell all of you again Call Me “MOM” I don’t want to use this today (touching the Ebony Crop) in fearful uncertain unison yes MOM William go to the living room closet and bring the bag out here “hey guys look brand new beach pails” “Jesus Christ” Did you say something Robert we all swallow our breath “ I-i said ”Mom your so nice” Her hand never even moved toward the Crop Maybe Dotty was right, maybe we had a Fairy God Mother

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 4/13/2013 3:48:00 PM
Dearest Harry: The suspense is building here. I had a wicked stepmother myself so I think I know where this is going. Much love. Your S-N & P SuZ
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Date: 3/3/2012 11:23:00 PM
Very nice build and a great story...continuing to read.... Always, Laura
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Date: 3/15/2010 7:45:00 PM
im relieved that you didn't want to eat the food. she is no fairy god mother, obviously she used that to hide herself. im going to make a prediction. in your first part, where you were talking about rat poison. and now in this one, the beach towels. i have a gut feeling that "Ma'am" really did poison the food.knowing that one of the children were going to..you know in a few hours.took them to a pool or the beach, and thats where her sick plan was complete. .is my feeling -reading on
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Date: 2/10/2010 1:25:00 PM
A nice lead up to part 3 .. intriguing and a bit of adventure added... luv.. "Sweetheart"
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Date: 1/22/2010 7:35:00 AM
thanks for your comment to my Rose poem. Now I am finally getting around to finishing your engaging little story I started last week. I actually have some moments here this morning to do so. Let me read to the end, ok? lUv, andrea
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Date: 12/14/2009 5:38:00 PM
I am listening but not very good at commenting.I'm just not sure what to say.
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Date: 10/25/2009 10:40:00 AM
The peace before the storm continues awhile longer! An interesting story HG. Sincerely, Moses
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Date: 8/13/2009 11:49:00 AM
Living in childhood fear is NO FUN!!! The good day continues so far. And you have my attention in suspense. DAS-J
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Date: 7/17/2009 7:42:00 PM
I must agree with Barbara, HG. You have created some very "dark" characters and evoked some frightening images. Will you be the next Steven Spielberg? Perhaps Part 3 will hold the key. The suspense is awesome! Love, Carolyn
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Date: 7/17/2009 5:25:00 PM
I'm holding my breath..Oh my , this is wonderful and terrible.. I am ashamed to say I'm waiting for the next episode. Love you HG..Ill be writing to you this evening. BG
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