Comments on: April 1 – Writing Prompt- At the Pool

By: Kathy King

Kathy King — Fri, 08 Apr 2022 00:07:32 +0000

You are doing well Kenny. Whichever way you would like to post it is fine.
We are enjoying your posts!

Kathy and Cheryl

By: Abbie Taylor

Abbie Taylor — Thu, 31 Mar 2022 19:09:23 +0000

I stepped through the sliding doors and realized that something or someone was lying by the pool. On closer inspection, I realized it was my husband. He’d gone in earlier for his morning swim. When I’d no longer heard the splash splash of his laps, I’d figured he was done and come out onto the patio with our coffee. Setting our cups on a nearby table, I hurried to his side. But before I could do anything else, he leaped to his feet, yelling, “April Fools!”

By: Kenny Johnson

Kenny Johnson — Tue, 29 Mar 2022 13:35:37 +0000

Is a response to the prompt supposed to start with the prompt? In other words, should the prompt be the first line of the response / story? Thanks -Kenny

By: Linda Vos

Linda Vos — Mon, 28 Mar 2022 16:37:59 +0000

Sliding Doors

I slid open the doors to the pool area and stood there uncertainly. It wasn’t fear exactly – just a vague sense of unease. Yet, nothing looked out of place. Then I saw it – a silent figure barely visible standing in the shadows. She stepped out into the light and it was like looking into a mirror. The resemblance was that striking. She smiled and said, “I’ve just learned that you’re my twin sister and we were separated as babies. When Mom and Dad divorced, he took me and she took you.”

Linda Vos

By: Marlene Mesot

Marlene Mesot — Mon, 28 Mar 2022 15:47:50 +0000

The Body on the Deck
03/26/2022

Sleep eluded me. I crept downstairs where the brightness of the full moon beckoned. Some dark shape caught my eye. As I stepped through the sliding door, I realized there was something, or someone, laying by the pool.
The air felt brisk, cool but quiet, save for occasional lapping of water against the cement. No movement…anywhere. Shivering, I stepped slowly toward the dark form.
Crouching down, I touched a familiar quilt and yanked it away. With a gasp, I recognized the cushions of the porch swing with a beach ball at the head lying there.

By: Kenny Johnson

Kenny Johnson — Mon, 28 Mar 2022 14:56:51 +0000

I stepped through the sliding doors and realized that there was something or someone laying by the pool. I almost called my husband to investigate but then I thought, “No, I can handle this.”

I grabbed a golf club for protection and headed out the door. I eased across the concrete and eventually, I got close enough to see that it was a woman. She was lying face-down in a heap on the ground.

I nudged her awake with the golf club and she turned to face me. I froze in terror as I stared at my own double!