Today’s post is a writing challenge. This is how it works: participating bloggers picked 4 – 6 words or short phrases for someone else to craft into a post. All words must be used at least once and all the posts will be unique as each writer has received their own set of words. That’s the challenge, here’s a fun twist; no one who’s participating knows who got their words and in what direction the writer will take them. Until now.
At the end of this post you’ll find links to the other blogs featuring this challenge. Check them all out, see what words they got and how they used them.
within ~ without ~ fifteenth ~ call ~ return
It was submitted by: https://Bakinginatornado.com
23 Months! For 23 months I’ve created a story of pure fiction out of the words I receive each month in our Use Your Words challenge put on by our fearless leader Karen from Baking in a tornado. Want to be a part of the fun? Just let me know in the comments below and I’ll steer you in the right direction (or just click on the Use Your Words image in the sidebar!
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Matthew watched Joe as he fed and watered the animals. He couldn’t help but smile and the look of complete frustration on his friend’s face. He knew how confusing women could be. He chuckled thinking of Joe’s spontaneous proposal and Emmy’s reaction. Those two just needed to get out of each other’s way and admit they would be great together.
“So, Joe, have you been thinking of a better proposal than what you threw at Emmy yesterday?” Matt snickered under his hat.
“Just shut up,” Joe said, “I don’t even think I want to marry her anymore. She’d drive me to drink and early death. That woman!”
“Problem is you love her,” Matthew sighed.
“Yeah, that’s the problem all right,” Joe said standing straight and stretching his back.
“Well, we better get to the land office,” Matthew said, “even though I’m dreading the scene that I know Emmy is going to make. I don’t want to be within the city limits so we’ll have to go at least 15 miles out. I also think we need to head west. We also need a water source on the land.”
“You know way more about it than I do so I’m going to trust your judgment on this. I wouldn’t know whether I was within or without the town limits,” Joe answered.
“Well I’ll go call the girls and we’ll get going. I don’t want to wait in line all day. I’m hoping to head out tomorrow morning,” Matthew said. “I don’t think we should stay here long. Too many people.”
They traveled to the land management office together. Emmy fuming again about her lack of rights as a woman. They walked up to the window and took a number. They were number fifteenth in line. So they wouldn’t have to wait too long. They looked around while still keeping their places in town.
“Since I won’t be included in this wouldn’t it be better if I went ahead and started gathering our supplies?” Emmy said realizing that nothing she was going to do would change the law.
“NO!” Joe, Grace, and Matthew shouted at the same time.
“We need to stay together at all times here. We’ll get our land, get our supplies and head out at first light. I’m excited to see our new land.” Matthew said smiling at the thought.
“You mean YOUR new land,” she said trying to stamp down her anger and failing.
“Emmy,” Grace put a hand on her shoulder, “it’s your land too. We are a family, all five of us, and what I have, you have. It doesn’t matter whose name is on the deed.”
Their number was finally called and they made their way inside the cramped office. The man sitting behind the desk had rarely missed a meal and he barely fit into the wooden chair he enveloped. He smoked on a big cigar that caused Grace to start coughing.
“We just want to get our land and get out of here,” Matt told him.
“So does everybody else, buddy,” said the surly man, “I’m going as fast as I can. I need your names and a direction.”
Matthew gave them their names and told the man they wanted to head west.
“That’s a great location,” he said, “About 60 miles west is a small settlement and the city limits go 15 miles out. One of the guides will go with you. Once you pick out your spread he’ll record it and bring it back to me and I’ll create the legal deed. You’ll receive it in about 4 months, we’re a little backed up.”
“Sounds good, we’ll be ready to leave at first light in the morning,” Matthew said.
“Sounds good, I’ll send the guide out to you. He’ll be there at daybreak.” The official said. “Now how many acres, 4 married adults?”
“Yes!” Emmy answered before anyone else could. “1280 acres.”
The other three looked at her with shock. They weren’t expecting that and really neither had she. It had just popped out.
“Okay, here’s your order,” We’re not requiring proof right now, because it’s hard to come by but if you can provide your marriage license in the next 6 months we’ll be all set.” The man told them.
“Okay,” Matthew said no longer sure of what was happening. The man handed them the papers needed for land proof and mapping.
Emmy stomped out of the office trying to get as far away from the smelly man as possible.
“Emmy!” Matthew yelled as soon as they had gotten far enough to away to not be overheard.
“What have you done! Where are you going?” He said barely able to keep up.
“I’m going to marry this big lug so I can get my land! That’s what I’m doing. Then we’ll have our proof when we return.”
“You hold on a damn minute,” Joe shouted, “I didn’t agree to marry you and I definitely didn’t decide to marry you right now!”
“I want my share of the land and that’s the only way I’m going to get it. So we’re getting married!” Emmy said determined to have her way.
“Fine, I’ll marry you but on my terms!” Joe yelled back at her. “Now, let’s go find the damn preacher!”
Matthew and Grace followed behind them with smiles on their faces. They already knew what the other two didn’t. They were made for each other…if they didn’t kill each other first!”
Stay tuned for part 24
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