WHY: I'm most inspired when there's a challenge involved. Usually that means an opening line or a theme. This month: your words.
My creative blender awaits your D word suggestions in the comments section. Stop by tomorrow's post to read the story you inspired.
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Cornered, Janice cowered, praying anything in the world would rescue her from her mother's wrath.
"What were you thinking?" Her mother towered over her, hands on her hips, lips in a scowl that made Janice's stomach twist up in knots.
"I thought it would make it taste better," she whispered.
"Celery? You idiot girl. You do not put celery in Corned beef and Cabbage!"
Janice tried to disappear into the shadows and dust. Her mother had that crazy look in her eyes. The one that she'd had before the dog had vanished, before her father had left months before. He'd never come back either. Her mother had claimed that he'd run off with some other woman, that'd he'd deserted them. But Janice hardly blamed him. If she was old enough to survive on her own, she would have run off too.