The snow is falling like sleet. As I climb out of my mini-Cooper I grumble to the car “you’re cute in June, but you’re mighty ugly in January.” While waiting for my tiny turquoise car to reply, a huge icy snowflake falls on my cheek. “I’m sorry if I hurt your feelings,” I mutter to the car. 
I look around, hoping no neighbors notice my discourse. They all think I’m odd: Judy and John Allen next door to the right in the boring brown split level; Cliff and Cheryl Perkins, across the street in the well-kept Victorian; and even Alan Abrams, who lives on the left side of my home and cross dresses every Sunday. Even he thinks I’m odd.
But I’ve talked to myself, and my cars and suitcases, my couch and my indoor plants, the books on my bookshelf and the walls of my house, since I was six.
At 66, I’m sure as hell not going to stop.
What these neighbors and strangers and acquaintances don’t understand is that these supposedly inanimate objects TALK BACK. Not every time, but often enough that I don’t mind my own company, which is often blessed with some great conversations.
I wipe the dirty ice off my boots at the front door rug and enter my cozy home shouting “Honey, I’m home!” No reply, so I add, “Oh wait. That’s right. I live alone.”
“Not today,” a deep gravelly voice responds. “I picked up some pizza, by the way.”
My light green eyes widen, and my spiky gray hair spikes higher. This is not the normal voice of my house. This sounds like ….
He stands by the kitchen door, holding a pizza box. “Hey, Donna, aren’t you going to give me a kiss after all these years?” the hefty giant of a man asks.
He opens the box to reveal my favorite: margarite pizza with pepperoni and spinach. 
“Roger,” my voice stumbles. “How? Where?”
He turns back to the small kitchen, drops the pizza on the table and then approaches me with a glass of wine. “All in good time, my dear. All in good time.”
Where’s Roger been, and who is he? Best answer helps me write “the rest of the story.”
Roger is her ex (because he asks for a kiss). He vanished when his plane crashed–but he wasn’t on the flight. She didn’t know he was spy. Now he needs her help. . . I was going to say he was a ghost, but he seems to corporeal. 😉
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I’ll jump on this bandwagon
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It’s a clever bandwagon!
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Hi Pam, I enjoyed this tale. I’ve got flu and my brains not working properly today so I have no answer about Roger.
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Oh no. Feel better Robbie. The flu flummoxes our brain. Hope the story gave you a funny bone release.
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It did 🌟💚
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Roger is a lover from the past. He unexpected left for the Peace Corp, and was never heard from again … until now.
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Excellent Frank. I’m hoping the Peace Corp location was somewhere with a beach! 🏝️
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Roger was her mother’s brother who she saw regularly until she graduated from high school. Roger got married and went to live abroad. He had to come home for his sister’s funeral. They hadn’t seen each other for over 10 years. It was a shock to see him standing in her house.
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Karen! I love your imagination and your creative way of thinking why and how Roger is there. Thanks for playing.
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Roger has a key to the house, which Donna gave him four years ago. They were going to be married, but Roger said he had unfinished business he needed to take care of before he could make that commitment. Roger promised that once the business was finished, he would return. His letters were cryptic but faithfully sent each month. He never let on that he was a black operative serving at the will of the government. His missions were finally complete, and as promised, he has returned.
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I was about to ask you if you want to be my co-author! But I know you’ve already done that. Good going John, you got a lot of likes from your guess. 😊
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If it is not a novel, I would happily co-write with you, Pamela.
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I love this!
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Thank you so much for reading and enjoying, Kymber.
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Oh….you had me from the start with the quips about the neighbors, Pam. Hmm…so many options with Roger. He’s a “hefty’ man you say. Maybe he’s the Brawny lumberjack coming to life from paper towel fame? Wherever you go with the story, keep us in the loop! 🥰
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You know what, it’s been a long day, but I burst out laughing from your comment. Well done! 😄💙
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LOL! Love ya, Pam! 🥰
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I love this! I talk to inanimate objects too. As for Roger, I’m jet lagged so can’t come up with an idea, but I see you have some good ones already.
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You have good reason for jet lag. Maybe Roger had been in Thailand ??? 🙂
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Maybe he had been!!
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I hope he’s a good fit for this intriguing Donna who anthropomorphizes everything.
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I happen to love that word and am known for some anthropomorphizing myself. 🙂
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I am not going to give you an answer about Roger, but this is a great story. 🙂 I know you will come up with a terrific ending!!! I look forward to reading it…
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You’re so funny Linda. I was at a stymied about what happened next and now I’m even more stymied because there’s so many good ideas here. 🫨😊
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🙂 🙂 🙂
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I think John’s version is spot on, but maybe Roger is her brother, who disappeared while on a trip for the Peace Corps in Sumatra ten years earlier. She had accepted he was dead – but is he? Or maybe he’s a friendly ghost?
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You have a lot of options going there. John’s version is amazing. Isn’t it? But I like the idea of Sumatra. My uncle used to work for Mobile and he moved his family there for several years. But, interesting about a ghost who likes his pizza. 🤔
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You have a LOT to work with!
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So true! Pressure builds. 😬
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True, I believe that positive self talk is worth it. My mom used to do it, all the time. I inherited it from her, too.
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Positive self talk, whether to ourselves, or whether to the couch is all… Positive!
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Yes, that’s true.
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I love the start of this tale with Donna talking to her car and house. Clearly, Roger has been in his genie bottle waiting for Donna to say the right words to unlock her three wishes and his next adventure. 😋
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Brad! Excellent! You are the first one to see Roger as a genie. If I had a genie, I’d let you borrow him and you could have two of my three wishes. 🫶
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Thanks Pam. Let’s get you a genie! 🙂
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I would say that Roger is Donna’s ex-husband, and he just got out of prison for identity theft. And bigamy.
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Well, if you’re right, Roger is a bad bad boy! Thank you so much for your great contribution, Liz. 😍
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You’re welcome, Pam!
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I’m happy to hear Donna lives in a neighborhood with no cookie cutter houses.
Donna’s husband died some time ago, but Roger appears now, her mate in an alternate universe. “Oh, I coulda married Roger, but he’s back. . . why now?” she asks.
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Marian! I’m astonished that you guessed an alternate universe! Your imagination has no bounds. 😊 (I think that’s a pun. )Love it and thank you thank you for adding your story ideas here.
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Well, Pam, I’m reading Tales from the Cafe by a Japanese author whose owner allows time travel on a special seat in his cafe. I blame T. Kawaguchi for putting ideas in my head. 😀
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Sounds like I’d like that book!!
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Hmmm. Roger is a prototype “Housemate Robot” that Donna’s robotics engineering sister shipped to her to try out. Every day, Donna can choose one of 25 persona programs has to rate which one she likes best. There’s the perky blonde, the bulter, the chatty best friend, the wise woman, the sage, the wizard, the no-nonsense housekeeper, etc. Roger is the “debonair pirate.” And Donna thinks he might be the best so far.
Thanks for the fun as always, Pam. 🙂
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Diana, I have a feeling your muse was standing by your side when you added your guess to the rest of Donna and Roger’s story here. Either that or your housekeeping chores were beginning to get a bit too much. 😁I had such a great time imagining Roger as one of the robotic Models. Fantastic. 👏
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I had some fun coming up with that one. I figured Roger had to be inanimate since Donna talks to inanimate objects. It was time for one of them to talk back. 🙂 Glad you enjoyed the inspiration.
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Oh! I love when you do this to us, Pam!
Of course I had to read the other replies before adding my two cents’ worth (and not inadvertently repeating). Jeez. Some really good ones there.
Roger, who knows her so well, was her neighbour growing up. They had been friends forever and used to joke that one day they would get married. Well, they did, but not to each other but remained friends. Roger and his wife moved away and life goes on. Sadly, both of their spouses have died and they are now available. Roger recently found out that Donna is finally available again and this time, he’s not missing his chance at their romance.
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Dale, you and I have such a similar romantic streak. Your guess is perhaps my demand. Or at least, maybe Donna and Roger’s? 💜💞🫶
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I think you are right, Pam. We are romantics at heart. Perhaps!! 💞🌹
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Always❣️
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Just love your stories, Pam! They’re engaging and funny 🙂 As for Roger, he’s a time traveler from the past.
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Oh what a great guess! I happen to love time traveler stories. Now I’d love to know from how far in the past? 1800s? 1900s? Or a caveman? 🤔 Many thanks for adding your idea here. XO.
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The pizza should be a clue 🙂
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I don’t know who Roger is, but he had me at Margherita pizza!
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Ha ha ha. Guess what I’m going to have for dinner tonight? But I have to get in the car to get it. No Roger in my life. 🥲
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Haha😂😂😂
Yum Yum Yum
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I’m getting a ghost vibe, or perhaps she is now on that side, too, as she is with him now 🙂 xo
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Oh, what an interesting, mysterious, and surreal guess, Denise. I love a good ghost story.
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My guess was quite similar to one of the others, and I don’t want to copy that. When inantimate objects start talking to us, we’re either losing it or have a special gift.
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You are funny Pete. I swear I have heard my plants whispering to me though. Don’t tell anyone! 🤫
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Well, we know that Roger is a “giant of a man” and that he has a good enough memory to get her favorite pizza. I’m disinclined to think ghost as ghosts generally don’t get good service at restaurants. We know that Donna didn’t expect him to return at this time, she was surprised. But she wasn’t surprised in a “he’s escaped from prison” kind of way. Perhaps we went on a walkabout, or has been sailing around the world. Perhaps he spent some time on a deserted island and she thought he was dead. I rather hope it’s a happy reunion and not an abusive former husband who has picked her locks to get in. But if he is, perhaps the sentient things in her life can take care of him.
As it happens, I’m reading about a sentient, or rather possessed, house at the moment. So that may be coloring my thoughts.
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A very thoughtful and imaginative response! I had to smile at the end, when you realized that the inanimate objects that she talks to would definitely protect her. Of course! But like you, I am hoping that Roger is a nice guy, despite the fact that he seemed to have disappeared for quite some time. Thank you thank you for your great response.
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Roger is Donna’s formerly skinny husband who went out for a margarita pizza and impulsively decided to not return.
After years of wandering the world and having his adventures, he needed to come back to his “anchor”, Donna because he realized he had no one to share all the things he experienced. And also, because the longer he was away from her odd habit of talking to inanimate objects, the more he missed her–especially when he caught himself talking to inanimate objects as if they were real! Now he had returned bearing the pizza he had set out to get 10 years ago. . . and hoped she would forgive him.
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Wow! You have given such great detail and characteristics to Roger. Wonderful. And I guess he’s not skinny anymore because he’s been eating margarita pizzas on his adventures. I love a man who looks favorably on the idiosyncrasies of a woman.🫶😊
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I hope Roger is a welcome blast from the past, but I would have to wonder what took him so long. It would have to be a good reason. I would be inclined to tell him he’s a day late and a dollar short. But he could leave the pizza on his way out.
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Oh Anneli, that is exactly what you would say. You are no nonsense and I like you so much for that. I’m hoping Roger comes up with a really really good reason also for being so late. Otherwise as they “don’t let the door hit you on your way out.” 😄
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LOL. haha, I like the door quote. I’m eager to hear how you continue this story.
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Roger, a once-famed archaeologist with a passion for uncovering hidden mysteries of ancient civilizations, disappeared mysteriously from Donna’s life over a decade ago. Renowned for his discoveries of forgotten tombs and lost artifacts, Roger had embarked on an expedition to a remote, uncharted region, seeking the legendary Temple of Echoing Whispers.
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This is so much fun Donna! Maybe he wants to excavate Donna now and try to figure out the woman he used to love. 🤓
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I love how you think! I definitely want to pick up upon the whispering inanimate objects.
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Hmmm, I think I do too….
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I, too, live alone, and I sometimes think I should talk to myself more. Even better, I should sing so my voice won’t get rusty.
From the way they greet each other, I think Roger doesn’t quite sound like an old romantic partner. Otherwise, wouldn’t there be more tears and happiness or anger? Mostly she seems surprised. You could always change her reaction, though. He could be someone she was dating, seriously dating. He didn’t tell her why he was leaving because his mission was secret.
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I think singing to ourselves (and in my case, hoping no one hears) is therapeutic and fun! Go for it!! I like your guess of Donna and Roger’s past. Hmmmmm.
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This is actually an interesting blog. It kinda feels like a storytelling part and I enjoyed reading it. You are quite talented at writing stories I will give you that.
Anyways, I liked the humor here, you have been talking to yourself at age 6 and even at age 66 you still do, oh hell no, something is wrong with you😂😂🙌
Have a great weekend
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Thanks for the smiles. You mean everyone doesn’t talk to themselves? How sad! 🙂
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Of course inanimate objects TALK BACK, and even sometimes initiate conversations via their beeps and buzzes.
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Phew. Someone else who has these conversations….
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Roger is the imaginary friend Donna used to talk to all those years ago….Some great suggestions Pam, I’ll look forward to reading the rest of the story 🙂
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You have included another great suggestion, Andrea. An imaginary friend. Gosh wouldn’t that be a great story to have one show up in person suddenly? ☺️
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A high school boy friend who has returned to make up for the fact that he stood her up at prom?
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Oh, that’s a really good Ann! I actually had that happen once similar, but it was only five years later not well…, who knows how long it’s been since Roger has been gone?
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lmao – that is one creepy pizza! Run!
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As always, you make me laugh. A spooky pizza or a spooky Roger? 😗
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Mmm…can we have both??
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🙂 You’re asking for a lot….
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Awww…. -pout-
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I talk to objects all the time. It must be the preschool teacher in me. It’s a good thing!
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I’m smiling, Jennie. Do the erasers ever talk back? Or maybe they just clap at you! 🩷😳 👏
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Roger is a man you see in your dreams, but never remember after waking, until he appears in your kitchen. When he is there, standing in front of you…with the most delicious pizza you’ve ever seen. You remember everything.
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That is so inventive, Sandra! To have an entity that you only see in your dreams suddenly be there in real life! What a shock for sure! Thank you so much for adding your guess. It’s fantastic.
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People talk to themselves all the time. They may wish no one hears it and may even wish to be alone. Good story, Pam.
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I will admit that I love talking to myself. Sometimes I give myself the best answers too! 😉 💖
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Perhaps Roger is her ex who was a secret agent and had to leave unexpectedly, without explanation?
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Those secret agents! They try to get away with everything don’t they? 🫣😍
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Roger is her magical genie that has been kept in a bottle in the back of her closet. She put the bottle there years ago because she felt enchanted by Roger and did not know how to handle those emotions. Somehow, Roger has escaped from the bottle, and Donna again will be forced to deal with her love and yet, at the same time, fearing her love for Roger.
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I absolutely love this guess Bernadette! 🧞♂️
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Sorry, I forgot to register who I was on the above comment. Bernadette
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Thanks for sharing
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Pam, you’ve have a real knack for pulling the reader straight away and I was hooked! I like the sound of Donna and her inanimate friends! The descriptions of the neighbours are great! What a fun game asking us all to join in – I made the mistake of reading all the comments which are wonderfully inventive and some touching where I would go! Look forward to the grand finale – Roger better be good to her!
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Oh my goodness, the ideas have been Grand. Now …. what do I do with them???? :-0
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ROGER WAS YOUR HUSBAND , WHO WAS FOUND MISSING DURING THE WAR
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AHA!! That would explain a lot! Thanks for joining in.
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I need this post
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🙂
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Thanks for the update
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Love it!
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Am I too late? If not …. he is the pizza delivery man who used to deliver her pizza for years. He mysteriously disappeared many years ago, which was the subject of much town gossip and rumor. He always had a crush on Donna, but could never admit it. His “day job” was delivering pizza, but his off-hours job was investigating hauntings in abandoned houses. Go! 😜
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FUNNNNN! Never too late. Hmmm, so many great ideas. THANK you!! xo
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Very cleverly written. What a wonderful surprise in your kitchen. Maybe your beautiful mind has created just what you needed in that moment or maybe he, the pizza, and the wine are for real. 🥰
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Hmmmm, maybe! Tune in Friday to find out. 🙂
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Love this, does the inanimate objects talk 🤪, u just made me craving, I love pizza 👌👌
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I love pizza too. Stay tuned for Friday’s post – an answer to your inanimate question. 🙂
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East coast gets the early entries and I love them all. Great writer friends to share your stories, Pam. I had a very old friend from college days appear at my house with a small box, a cute French apron. What! I said to myself aloud! He wants a maid and a cook! Better a pizza, me thinks.
Jeanette
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Nice story! Did you use the images as prompts?
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Thank you! No, the prompt was to start a story that says, ‘honey I’m home,’ I took off from there.
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Oh ok
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I really, really enjoyed reading this (and the continuing part!). Reading it, I think you spoke to a lot of us that talks to ourselves at home – our weird selves! I am someone who talks to myself and to my stuffed toys at home…maybe one day I will have an encounter like this 😀
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Interesting that some people (and I must add, men) thought it odd that a person talks to herself. I’d find it odd NOT too. 🙂 I hope you have a similar encounter also, Mabel. 🙂
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How much fun is this Pam! And they dropped the pizza and strung some stringy cheese and swapped tongue and the rest is history… Idk but I tried.. lol ❣️
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😊 romantically silly 🙃
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Roger is the grounds keeper. He’s been listening as you converse with your “people”. He knows your secret desires, likes and dislikes and favorite za! He has a key to your house, feels like he’s known you all his life. You recover from the shock of seeing him standing with the pizza and recognize him immediately. After all, you’ve been lusting after him for quite some time!
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I’m not really anonymous! That was me , Jeanne
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Of course! I had no doubt. 😏
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Wow! I love your Vava Voom imagination! 🪴
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