Penalty for breaking curfew was harsh and since Bobby rode his bike way out to shore, he had to hurry home or chance getting in deep trouble. He picked up his green duffle bag full of books and schoolwork, leaving very little space for anything else, then sped off not realizing he’d dropped a shoe. Unfortunately, Bobby was delayed by an accident involving a behemoth truck blocking street access, and when he arrived home his naturally genial mom was none too pleased with him.
You know, writing about myself has always been a challenge. It's not that I'm unsure of who I am but rather I like people to discover me on their own. I will tell you this much - I'M REAL! I guess that's all you need to know for a first approach; stick around and you'll understand the power behind that statement. What I do is another story! I embrace life hoping to live my purpose as a mother, daughter, sister, confidante and friend; I laugh, cry, and support; I admire, like and love; I listen, read and write. Most importantly, I have faith and thank God for all of me. My intent is to inspire others using my gifts and "Don't Forget the Half" reminds me to cast nothing aside. Want to know more? Discover along with me as I live my life out loud.
View All Posts
Don't Forget the Half 
At least he was OK.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Bobby is grounded.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Perhaps that should’ve been the title. 😆
LikeLiked by 1 person
impressive! 8 prompts covered 🤣
LikeLiked by 1 person
It’s fun when all of them can come together in one piece.
LikeLiked by 1 person