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Daily Prompt: Reservation

The villagers of Louangphabang, Laos invited us to have lunch with them. Bamboo worms were the appetizer. Actually quite good with a little garlic they informed me.

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Posted January 2, 2018 by Danny James in Daily Prompt

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Conversation   Leave a comment

This post is in response to the Daily Post Daily Prompt of “Conversation”.

“Do your little bit of good where you are; it’s those little bits of good put together that overwhelm the world.” ~Desmond Tutu

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One-Liner Wednesday   1 comment

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Take one spoonful at night.

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Posted December 27, 2017 by Danny James in One-Liner Wednesday

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Harmful To Your Health   28 comments

This post is written for Friday Fictioneers. 

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PHOTO PROMPT © J Hardy Carroll

 

All I could hear was the low hissing of a machine. My breathing wasn’t my own. The machine on my right was making me breath. I could see the triangle shape of plastic that cover my nose was beginning to fog.

A painful look down revealed jelly coated gauze wrapped over my arms and legs.

Then suddenly a machine I hadn’t noticed began to scream with loud sirens. On this machine were graphs that were making a zig zag pattern on the screen.

At that moment one of the screens went flat.

Yet another reason to quit smoking, Jimmy.

Posted November 15, 2017 by Danny James in Friday Fictioneers

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Hit the button Helen   19 comments

This post is written for Friday Fictioneers.

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“Apartment 7B, you remember Helen?”

“I remember Aunt Iris.”

“When you get to the elevator use your left elbow to hit the up button. And once you get on the elevator just use your left elbow to hit the button for the seventh floor. “

“Got it! Seventh floor button. Use my left elbow.”

“When you get off on the seventh floor just turn left and I will be the third door on your right just use your left elbow to push the doorbell.”

“Why do I keep using my left elbow?’

“What, you would come visit without any packages?”

 

The Begger   21 comments

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PHOTO PROMPT © Sarah Potter

Back at the rehab facility, the night clerk was sitting behind her desk. She buzzed me in.

I took off my shoes and lay down on the bed. I put down my hand penciled sign. I was exhausted after my three-mile walk. I counted the money I had collected that day: forty-two dollars and 15 cents.

I am allowed to beg in front of the store three days a week: Monday, Wednesday, and Friday from nine a.m. until two p.m.

Most people ignore me. Some throw coins. One lady today asked me I she could get me something.

“Milk,” I said.

 

 

 

Posted September 20, 2017 by Danny James in Friday Fictioneers

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George Smiley   4 comments

This post is submitted to Sunday Photo Fiction.

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© John Robinson

“That’s the building. The one straight ahead. I worked there for many years before I retired. It held secrets that could destroy many careers.”

“The old MI5 building, Sir?” said the reporter.

“Yes, many a clandestine operation were headquartered there.”

“It’s a clinic now Sir. Easy access to the building now. I bet there was a lot of security in your time there, right Sir?”

“Actually, there was hardly any security when I worked there. It was just “Hello George” when I entered. When I returned from my trips it was always something like, “Welcome back, George.”

“No x-ray machines, Sir?”

“No, nothing of the sort really.”

“You keep busy in your retirement Sir? Do a lot of reading and that sort of thing.”

“Yes, reading for sure. I do find the time to even write a bit.”

“Here you are Sir. Have a good visit. If you decide to write a little bit you be sure and let me know. Ok mate?”

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