Revenge Through Tennis #It’sSix-SentenceStoryThursdayLinkUp

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“Hey, you usually play better than that,” Helen said, as Jamie’s ball fell short of the net and bounced off the court a few times. “What’s going on?”

Sighing and putting down her racket, Jamie said, “I was going to tell you this over lunch, but I may as well say now that Steve is leaving me for that cute paralegal he’s been working with for the past few months. I suspected he was having an affair with her a few weeks ago when I dropped off some papers at the office he’d forgotten but had no evidence until he told me last night.”

“Ouch, well, okay, now, I want you to pretend that ball is Steve and give it all you’ve got with that racket.”

A moment later, after Jamie had composed herself, she sent the ball sailing over the net and over Helen’s head to land with a thud and a clang against the back fence.

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Thanks to Girlie on the Edge for inspiring the above work of fiction with her six-sentence story prompt for this week. If you’d like to participate in this week’s blog hop, click here.

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And now, I’m cordially inviting you all to a virtual open mic poetry reading this Sunday, August 8th, at 5 p.m. U.S. mountain time. You can share a poem or two or just listen. Click here for more information.

By the way, for those of you who use the National Library Service for the Blind and Print Disabled, The Red Dress is available for download from their site here. No matter how you read it, please be sure to review it wherever you can. That goes for all my books. Thank you for stopping by. Stay safe, happy, and healthy.

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New! The Red Dress

Copyright July 2019 by DLD Books

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When Eve went to her high school senior prom, she wore a red dress that her mother had made for her. That night, after dancing with the boy of her dreams, she caught him in the act with her best friend. Months later, Eve, a freshman in college, is bullied into giving the dress to her roommate. After her mother finds out, their relationship is never the same again.

Twenty-five years later, Eve, a bestselling author, is happily married with three children. Although her mother suffers from dementia, she still remembers, and Eve still harbors the guilt for giving the dress away. When she receives a Facebook friend request from her old college roommate and an invitation to her twenty-five-year high school class reunion, then meets her former best friend by chance, she must confront the past in order to face the future.

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Author: abbiejohnsontaylor

I'm the author of two novels,, two poetry collections, and a memoir with another novel on the way. My work has appeared in various journals and anthologies. I'm visually impaired and live in Sheridan, Wyoming, where for six years, I cared for my totally blind late husband who was paralyzed by two strokes. Please visit my website at http://www.abbiejohnsontaylor.com.

18 thoughts on “Revenge Through Tennis #It’sSix-SentenceStoryThursdayLinkUp”

  1. Seems that she was outwardly composed, but inwardly raging if that last swing was any indication, but I’m guessing it made her feel better.

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  2. Nothing like physical catharsis to help deal with highly charged emotions. Helen’s suggestion was excellent! Releasing some of the energy generated by the initial anger and shock of a situation can sometimes help mitigate the emotional response when it comes time to deal face to face with the person responsible for those feelings.

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