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Writers’ Journal #171 – Fried Potato – 55

Posted on 10th April 2020 By WritersJournal.NetLeave a comment

Mary was already in the room with Georgia when Malee knocked on the door and pushed down the handle bar. She saw Mary and Georgia having another round of discussion, must have been an important one, for they didn’t even looked at the door to see who was coming in. Malee closed the door quietly…

Writers’ Journal #170 – Fried Potato – 54

Posted on 9th April 2020 By WritersJournal.NetLeave a comment

Malee remained in that position till the discussion between Mary and Georgia had completed. All that she could remember was that there were voices talking about dresses and shoes. By the time her senses had fully woken up, Mary had left the room, leaving Georgia to pick up another book. Malee felt her whole body…

Writers’ Journal #169 – Fried Potato – 53

Posted on 8th April 2020 By WritersJournal.NetLeave a comment

Malee silently paced up and down the room so as not to disturb Georgia. She could feel her confidence rising with each step and even though the pain didn’t disappear from her ankles, she could ignore them. Eventually, she went out and attempt the staircase again. Malee walked over to the door and turned the…

Writers’ Journal #168 – Fried Potato – 52

Posted on 7th April 2020 By WritersJournal.NetLeave a comment

Malee stood up and walked into the kitchen with Malee and her son, Michael, carefully looking at her legs. Once she came into the kitchen, Malee could see the smoke rising from the dishes. She sat down at her usual place and looked around the table. It seemed everyone was aware of her ordeals under…

Writers’ Journal #167 – Fried Potato – 51

Posted on 6th April 2020 By WritersJournal.NetLeave a comment

“High Heels?” asked Michael once he saw that Malee was holding her ankles. Malee could only nod in response to the question. Michael walked over to her and picked up Malee in his arms, to the surprise of Malee. She thought he wasn’t strong enough to carry her at all. “Georgia had done it again.”…

Writers’ Journal #166 – Fried Potato – 50

Posted on 5th April 2020 By WritersJournal.NetLeave a comment

Malee took the book from Georgia’s hand and sat down at the nearest chair. She then held the book and started flipping through the pages. As Georgia said, it was a picture puzzle book by a man called “MENSA”,  whom Malee had never heard before. He must have been pretty bored to come out with…

Writers’ Journal #165 – Fried Potato – 49

Posted on 4th April 2020 By WritersJournal.NetLeave a comment

Malee saw George’s head turned to her in shock as she fell back and the wine cup slipped from her hand. She was not only going to fall but make a mess of it. It was the worst scenario since her cart slammed into the back of the car. She felt the tears swelling in…

Writers’ Journal #164 – Fried Potato – 48

Posted on 3rd April 2020 By WritersJournal.NetLeave a comment

Malee turned around and bowed. Georgia looked frustrated, and Malee knew what it meant. But then again, she had never worn high heels in her life before. Georgia stood up. “Look at me.” Georgia said as she gracefully walked around the room in her own high heels. “You are walking too fast and too far. You…

Writers’ Journal #163 – Fried Potato – 47

Posted on 2nd April 2020 By WritersJournal.NetLeave a comment

“Well, don’t just stand there. Take the dress that you wore yesterday.” said Georgia. Malee understood the order,, but she didn’t know where and how to take that dress. Looking at the number of dresses, skirts , and other accessories had temporarily numbed her mind and her eyes. She stood in front of the walk-in wardrobe…

Writers’ Journal #162 – Fried Potato – 46

Posted on 1st April 2020 By WritersJournal.NetLeave a comment

Soon, they were outside George’s room and they could hear his voice along with the voice of the elderly gentleman that Malee had met earlier. Without knocking on the door, Georgia pushed down the handlebar and barged into the room. The looks on George and the elderly gentleman was a princess. Malee suspected Georgia did…

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