I missed the #5 minute fiction this week. I was just about done, writing the last line
and judging whether or not there was enough time for a quick read through when
ZZZap. Out went the power. I was not using a laptop.
I also did not have a flashlight handy. Or my cell phone. It was cave dark.
By the time the power came back it was much too late to
attempt recovery. Fortunately the house
didn’t blow away. And the power did come
back. I consoled myself by watching
Chuck.
October 8, 1871 –
Chicago, IL
It has been a wonderful stay in the windy city. The last four days have been quite full. Who would have thought there would be so much
going on this far west? I’m expecting
the O’Leary’s back on the eight o’clock train in the morning and will then be
on my way to Manitoba to inspect a ranching operation for Mr. Cogsworth.
That leaves just tonight for one last bit of frolicking in
the big city. I plan to start with “The
Five Tubs” and then have dinner at the Windsor Ascot, their steak is amazing. That reminds me, I think I left the lantern
in the barn when I finished milking Bessie.
I’d better get that before
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