Love isn't all we need

Random word: Happy
'Are you happy?' Steve answered quickly; he knew the consequences of being slow or honest. His mother pounced on any sadness as dancing with the Devil – a slide to moral corruption or worse. He knew it was love of a kind; his wasn’t a story of neglect but of possession.

The peril's of being a Home Counties witch

Random word: Round Midnight
‘It were at the witching hour when the moon shines out the deeds of those too evil to be abed like good folk. And before you say, it were a call of nature that got me to the window.’ 
           ‘Why do you have to arrest mother? She’s only…confused.’

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You talking to me?

Random word: Protection
'Do this and...well you'll see Roy again.'
'What you mean? He's back this evening. I were on the blower with him only this morning.'
'He's been...detained.'
'You butcher.'
'Keep your hair on mate; he won't be touched if you play straight.'
'You’ll have to kill me first.'
'Okay.'

A Man doesn't have to always do what a Man does

Random word: High Noon

Not a Cowboy!
Real McCoy, Mam -
saveloy ready.
Eh, Woody, what
could you mean you bad little saucepot?

Campfire food Mam,
we have lamb too.
Oh damn the food,
let's be rude tonight
and get your gun shot through my gunsight.

Madam, this is wrong,
please remove your tongue.

Love thy Friends

Random word: Coffee Date
  'I'm sorry darling, the traffic was terrible.' Sarah's sincerity was as real as her eye free smile as she air kissed Alice and the others.
            'How horrid for you having to rush out so unprepared,' Alice said, in honey tones.
            The other participants winced - who would be collateral damage?

The wrong love

Random word: Sunrise

My last sunrise.
I despise her-
her guise disgusts,
yet...yet my lusts
soil and rusts the
metals of my
soul. So I die.

The first word begins the story

He looked at the white page, and from it smiled an old bitter woman haunted by her past betrayal. A lover long dead,  never let her forget as he sat by her bed each night. But for peace both must forgive. 
His pen moved, and the dream became your story.