It was to be a big day for Cherry. She had spent all year doing a course by correspondence on hydroponic gardening. Today was graduation day and she had to drive into the big city. She left early. The traffic was always atrocious.
Husband Jules had to take the day off work to look after the two boys. Cherry was a stay-at-home mother, and the pre-arranged baby-sitter had fallen through. Jules wasn’t a “natural” when it came to looking after young kids – not even his own. He found it hard to find things to keep them busy.
And then the best thing happened! A helicopter flew low overhead. Helicopters were hardly ever seen flying over the house. The two little boys loved the helicopter! Jules and the boys spun on the lawn like helicopters. Round and round they went until they fell over! What fun! And then they went inside and drew some helicopters. Next they made some helicopters from some sycamore seed pods. Thank goodness for the helicopter flying overhead. It was going to be a helicopter day!
What they didn’t know was that the emergency helicopter was carrying their mother’s body to the morgue.
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Yet another great loss to the field of hydroponic gardening.
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LOLOLOLOL!!!!!!
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You have perfected the twist in the tail! Ouch!
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Thanks – I nearly didn’t post it because I thought it was a bit mean – but such similar things surely happen…
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They sure do in Bruce-land. Crumbs, now Jules has to think of something else to entertain the sprouts.
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They could play funerals. Something like that.
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I used to play funerals….
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Yes – but you probably had real coffins to play with!
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One time, my three-year-old brother, Peter was missing for several hours, and my panicked parents were ready to call the police, when….I (seven years old) wandered into the carriage house where the casket display was and discovered my little brother in one of them. It turned out he had climbed up into the casket and fallen asleep. He loved the silky feel of the casket’s plush interior. I was a hero for finding him!
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As a reward you shall have a COFFIN FIT for a queen!
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How lovely…and it shall be really, really small, since I’ve already made arrangements and paid for my eventual cremation.
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I was talking about having a coughin’ fit – I accidentally misspelt it!
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O gourd, I don’t think I would ever have a coughing fit for a queen….though many another thing might happen…
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I’m sure they do, after all, how were they to know?
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True indeed! (I was never any good at “baby sitting”. Perhaps there’s a lesson in the story for me!)
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🙂 – our subconscious does ‘pop up’at the most inconvenient times sometimes! 🙂
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Fantastic photo! 🙂
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Thank you – it’s “doctored!”
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Welcome to the dark side! I doubt anybody saw that one coming.
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I thought of you and nearly didn’t post it!
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Dear Bruce, I hate to think that the thought of me puts you off posting anything!
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LOL!
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I certainly didn’t. But don’t tell Bruce, let him think I sussed it
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😀 I think you sussed it as much as you think I could finish one of your Cryptics!
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Heh, heh, heh!
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You really know how to ‘kill’ a happy day!
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My pleasure, Noelle!
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Grim and fatalistic as ever. I wonder if Mo Yan could ever beat you!
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Oh I know … how can I get out of this fatalism?
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Only you know the answer, Bruce!
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I hate having answers… It’s so definite…
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And I meant to say that you have introduced me to Mo Yan and I shall pursue the suggestion…
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Thou knowest not what ye sayeth…
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I’m scrambled eggs at the moment – so goodness knows where one thing leads – hopefully to another….
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Dang, this is too grim and real.
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😦
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