This was written for OLWG#143
I don’t know if she’ll ever invite me up to her bedroom again.
Least not for anything more than fixing the light switch, but I keep my hopes up; and my expectations high.
The prompts were:
- sacred ground
- talk deep into the night
- the evening’s shot
Did I hit any of them? All of them?
tnkerr-Writing Prompts and Practice 
😀 Yep; especially the last one.
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You hit them all elusively a technique I am yet to employ….. But then you know how adept I have become at ‘borrowing’ your ideas….
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You and your ability to take a handful of prompts and run with them are wonderful.
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Yes. 😉
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I think there are a few ways to view this… Young or old handyman romancer…
but maybe even a husband who has lost his wife to Alzheimer’s.
I knew a man whose wife had early onset of the disease. He worked hard to keep her safe in an institution. I read of another man who lost his wife similarly and his children took away his ‘husband’ privileges. It is hard for couples who live their whole lives together to have to be separated because of such a memory disorder.
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I think you did. That first sentence carries so much suggestion. My mind surmises the sort of things that happened up there in the bedroom
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All of them except possibly the one that required talking deep into the night. I don’t imagine a lot of that got done…
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