Category Archives: Six Sentence Sunday

Six Sentence Sunday, November 20th, 2011.

Posted on November 17, 2011 by tucsonmike

Barbara waved her hand in a grand gesture   “Here is an appropriate palatial home for moi.” Jimmy laughed while shaking his head.  “I don’t think the French government will see it that way, or the ghost of King Louis XIV. … Continue reading →

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Go East Young Man.

Posted on October 6, 2011 by tucsonmike

  It was time to board the Air France Airbus 380 jet.  It is a large plane and he found his seat in the middle with two empty seats on either side. When dinner was served, he ate his Beef … Continue reading →

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September 18th, 2011 Six Sentence Sunday.

Posted on September 13, 2011 by tucsonmike

“Yes I can.  Will Fiona get advice with her flowers?” “Definitely, that’s why I call Madame Tran The Love Doctor.” They walked up and down the block until Fiona came out.  “I got what I wanted,” she said cheerfully.  “Jean-Pierre, … Continue reading →

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August 21st, 2011 Six Sentence Sunday

Posted on August 19, 2011 by tucsonmike

Esmerelda Rodriguez boarded the number 6 train at 110th Street.  It was only four stops to 77th Street and her job at East of Manhattan Travel. She was lucky to land this job, meeting the agency owner, Mrs. Dorf as she was on line in … Continue reading →

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August 14th, 2011 Six Sentence Sunday.

Posted on August 12, 2011 by tucsonmike

When Jimmy went into his small bedroom and went to sleep he was out like a light.  No alarm clock was needed when he awakened to his head freezing and something playing God Save the Queen. Jimmy looked at Fiona … Continue reading →

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August 7th, 2011, Six Sentence Sunday

Posted on August 3, 2011 by tucsonmike

When Barbara went back inside she kicked off her shoes and sat down. “The least you could have done was spoken to Jimmy in a conversational manner, rather than interrogating him.” Muffy looked at her pleadingly.  “Remember, we love you … Continue reading →

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