Little Linnie
by Kathleen Kimball-Baker
Only mice spoke to Little Linnie. No one else really understood.
She’d open throw her closet, muse on her choices, then select.
Today I will be Cinderella.
“Mr. and Mrs. Crawford,” the doctor said, “Belinda is, well, demented.”
Linnie’s parents cried.
“We may be able to help with drugs."
Linnie listened.
No! Leave her be.
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9 comments:
EXCELLENT....no drugs. Good for Linnie's parents.
Mine's posted too. As always, scroll down beyond my show n tell for Friday!
But sometimes the drugs are freedom.
Great thoughtful 55.
Mine is posted
HERE.
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But it’s a groaner.
Little Linnie was listening ~ maybe not so demented after all. Sweetly sad 55.
Mine is posted here.
Chef Kar
Talent and creativity are oft misunderstood...
What a brilliant 55 Kathleen...
Thank you for this awesome contribution.
Please have a Wonderful Week-End..G
And just what is wrong with a little dementia?
I guess everyone is a little demented. It is called Idiosyncrasy!
whew. haunting. most of the kids i work with are on some sort of meds. i like to see them find their way off...sometimes it happens.
Quite a story to fire up the imagination about what happens next. In 55 words! Wow!
I'm loving these as I work my way through them!
This is remarkable and, along with the perfect art, absolutely begs to be made into a story.
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