Everybody said the old Bosworth mansion was haunted. At this very moment, standing before the door, I’m inclined to believe the rumors I’ve heard throughout my childhood.

My phone rings, announcing ‘Mother is calling’. I look around nervously, half-expecting someone to hear it. I chide myself for such a silly…

I’m watching one of those cheesy horror flicks. Well, not really watching it. I’m working on a prompt, keeping up with my Cafe World, and have the movie on for background noise. I can’t even tell you what the title is. The story line is a handful of college kids “break” into an abandoned building, get drunk, and the next morning they’re locked in. Of course, one by one, they’re disappearing and being tortured. Guess the building wasn’t so abandoned.

So why am I…

As some of you know, Jeannie is a great friend and business partner of mine. I blog about her from time to time. One of the things you learn about Jeannie, quickly, is her passion for horses. She has been raising and riding horses since she was a young girl. Jeannie introduced me to the world of Tennessee Walking Horses, Missouri Foxtrotters, and the amazing talent you find in the horse circles.

You never know when you might head out to trade or buy a new horse with…

In celebration of Valentine’s Day, write a love story, no more than 1,500 words, using this picture as inspiration

I wanted to continue part of ‘A Mother’s Love’ with this week’s prompt. If you didn’t read the first part, here is the Link

When acquaintances and friends alike posed the usual childhood questions to Mother, her face would light up. Glossy ruby lips spread wide into…