Secrets Never to be Told

This is my contribution to Jenny Matlock's Saturday Centus. You can learn all about it by clicking on her button on my sidebar.

Silently, she slipped into the attic, praying not to wake the others. The house was full of relatives come to bury Grandma. But none but she knew of the chest tucked away in the corner of the attic.

She lifted the stack of letters from the ancient chest and began to read by the beam of her flashlight. The paper was almost translucent, but she could read enough to know that the secrets they held should never be revealed.

Silently, she made her way back down the stairs, sneaked out the kitchen door and out to the trash bin, where she threw in the letters and tossed a match after them.


© cj Schlottman

Dreams Washed Away

Jenny really stuck it to us this week by requiring us to limit our posts to 25 words. No, that is not a joke. It's all part of Saturday Centus, her creative and educational meme. If you aren't familiar with this meme, click on Saturday Centus above and learn the rules and regs. And be sure to visit Jenny at her blog, "...off on my tangent" by clicking on her name at the beginning of this paragraph.

Here's my attempt at this abbreviated post.



The lottery ticket
hid in the left pocket
of his shirt where it would
travel to the machine
and be washed to a pulp.
It was a winner.

Non Resolutions

"Her crumpled up list of resolutions..."


Well, here it is Monday, and I’m just getting to Saturday Centus. I do so hate to get behind, but it seems to happen more than it should. Most of you know the drill, but in case you don’t, click on Saturday Centus above to learn all about it. Here’s my small story for this week.




cj hates resolutions, sees them as planned disappointments and subsequent blows to one’s self esteem.

More home cooking.

No chocolate.

No alcohol.

No unnecessary spending.

More trips to the gym.

Her crumpled up list of resolutions goes flying into the nearest trash bin.


© cj Schlottman