May 4: Flash Fiction Challenge

May 4, 2017 prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about comfort food. How can this familiarity influence a story or character? Is it something unusual, like Twinkies from the 1970s? Or is it something from home, from another place or time? Go where the prompt leads.

Thanks Charli. If you want to join in, check out the original post here:
https://wordpress.com/read/feeds/12307624/posts/1446899996

Aunt Jan’s anti-depression kit was renown for keeping her blues at bay but a well kept secret until she died.
She swore by it for years and it never failed.
She always kept it handy, knowing that in an emergency she could just reach for it without getting into a panic wondering where she’d put it or when she’d last had it.
All was revealed when the stash of chocolate bars and jelly babies were discovered under her bed in a zipped holdall.
Apparently when she felt low she would comfort eat her favourite goodies without having to share!

 

 

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About pensitivity101

Retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination, loves to cook, favourite food everything especially chocolate and jelly babies. Best friends are Hubby and Dog, Bro, MSM and our Dominoes Friend aka MOH (and his dog). Also a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! Due to a nightmare of a house sale in 2014, 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat until April 2017. We enjoyed swan and duck families for neighbours but times change and we are once again house hunting.
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