Tessa’s mother had made homemade holiday treats for as long as Michael could remember. His mouth watered thinking about them. Recently his clunky wheelchair and inability to reach things kept him from helping during production. Not this year.
When Michael walked into the candy kitchen, Jenny did a double-take but didn’t comment as she smiled up at him. At the end of the day, they had made chocolate and maple-walnut fudge, peppermint patties, and peanut brittle.
Michael was beaming. “Guess I’ve been missing a lot by not standing.”
Jenny hugged his solid torso. “‘Bout time you figured that out.”
Written in response to Charli Mills October 28, 2021, prompt at Carrot Ranch Literary: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story that features a candy kitchen. You can interpret the phrase creatively or stick to the traditional. Is it sweet? Ironic? Any genre will do. Go where the prompt leads!
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Sue Spitulnik 
11/01/2021 at 08:48
I love how you have moved Michael from his chair. I look forward to their story unfolding with this change in their lives.
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11/01/2021 at 09:03
As a panster I hadn’t thought about the unfolding. It will be interesting. I’m interviewing an amputee this week so I’m sure that will give me some good fodder.
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11/01/2021 at 10:07
I have followed your writing about these characters. Panster or not, you have the bones of a good story should you decide to take it further. Good luck with your interview.
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11/02/2021 at 14:07
This is lovely, Susan. I’m so glad he stood.
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11/04/2021 at 07:34
Love this story, Sue. Sometimes we need to abandon the thoughts that shackle us.
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11/09/2021 at 10:05
It’s nice to see Michael stand from the chair.
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