Quaintuplets: Soapsuds, pt. 2

     “Well, um, I, er, don’t dance very much.”  Soapsuds waved a hand back toward the ballroom without looking.  “One of those other ladies would probably make a much better partner.”      “I’ve danced with most of them already.  I have to dance with all the ladies, you see.”      Soapsuds thought this was interesting,Continue reading “Quaintuplets: Soapsuds, pt. 2”

QUAINTUPLETS: Soapsuds, Pt. 1

    In Slingtown, there lived a young woman named Slaughnir, but nobody called her that because nobody could pronounce it.  Even her mother, who had found the name in a book, didn’t know what it sounded like.  So for the first few years of her life, everyone called Slaughnir “Baby”.      Slaughnir’s mother died whenContinue reading “QUAINTUPLETS: Soapsuds, Pt. 1”

FICTION FRIDAY: Castoffs

     “Good afternoon, Madame.  What can I do for you today?”      “I’m not sure.  I found these things in a ditch but when I took them home, I noticed that this, particularly, seemed to attract small birds.”      “Ah yes.  I recognize the decoration style.  What you very likely have there, Madame, are someContinue reading “FICTION FRIDAY: Castoffs”