Storytime: This week, we continue our story. Below are paragraphs 1, 2 (thanks to Tabitha), 3 (thanks to Autumn) and 4 (thanks to jabblog). You write paragraph #5, the conclusion to our story. You may write two short paragraphs this week if necessary to end the story.
After a long day at work, all I wanted was to sit back, put my feet up, and enjoy a glass of wine before my husband and kids arrived home. I had just settled back in my chair when I heard a crash upstairs.
"Great," I thought, getting up to attend to the situation, "Pickles must have fallen off the bed again. That damn crippled old dog can't see the nose attached to his face." But as I turned toward the staircase, I saw Pickles lying contentedly on the top step, which meant it wasn't him who had caused the loud crash...
Frantically I grabbed my cell phone and headed up the stairs. A million horror movies flashed through my mind where the stupid girl runs up the stairs to check out the noise and I tried to nervously laugh my fear away. While I didn't really want to head up the stairs I knew that was the first thing the children would do when they got home. I smiled as I thought of my kids despite the pounding in my heart. Somehow thinking of the girls made me a little braver. Mama Bear was on the prowl and she was out to protect her home from whatever the pending danger may be. I was almost at the top of the stairs when the second to last stair creaked loudly. I paused and held my breath hoping whatever it was up here had not heard me.
My fervent hope was in vain. Whatever it was had heard the creaking step and was even now approaching the landing. A large oak chest obscured my view but I could hear soft shuffling footsteps and the wheezy breathing of a sizeable living organism. My heart in my mouth, I waited and watched.
Let's hear those conclusions!
Winning Conclusion! (11/28/09)
How could I have forgotten? My old dad arrived this morning, while I was out, and I'd left the key under the planter. Obvioulsy, he'd let himself in then installed himself in the spare room and nodded off.Winner: Christine
Now he was awake and on the prowl - we both swallowed our screams and gave each other a relieved hug instead.
Goodness, I'm getting more forgetful every day. Thank the lord I didn't grab the 45 from the dresser drawer before I mounted the stairs!
Method of Selection: Yikes! I was relieved for dad's safety!