As she spoke, she straightened the collar on her burgundy wool coat. “I will not rest, Randolph – really will have no PEACE – until I CHASE down where Daddy put them.” Carefully, she smoothed the silk scarf, never once breaking eye contact with her luscious self in the mirror. “The lawyers can’t tell me – yet. But” (and here she turns round and finally faces her fiancé) “you will help me search the house. Top to bottom.” One step towards him, precisely calculated to narrow the space between them, just so. “We will uncover the CACHE of Mummy’s jewels, won’t we?” Randolph could feel every bit of his integrity and dignity – and God knows, there wasn’t a lot to begin with – melt away. He never could resist her careful, precisely calculated manipulations. All he could manage in the moment was a weak, strangled noise that Clarissa took for a “yes, darling, whatever you say, dear.”

Georg’ann

Janae wanted to RAISE her hand, she believed she’d written a decent FABLE yet she hesitated. Reading out loud always made her nervous. She had an excellent written vocabulary but was not confident in her pronunciation. She lived her life in books because there was no one with whom she could converse. She knew words by sight, not by sound and was confused by the inconsistencies of spoken language.
Yesterday she’d gotten a new book from the library. The cover was a velvety MATTE stock that felt so good in her hands. The tactile aspect of a book was as much a part of her pleasure as the content of the pages and the places they took her. The inspiration for her assignment had come from this new story.

Hers starts with a young coyote wrapping a few precious gems in GAUZE, forming a tidy bundle which she tucked into the NAPPE in the bluff along the river. Her CACHE would be safe until she returned.
Janae had delighted in her writing, she longed to share it with her classmates and knew she couldn’t. Maybe her teacher would read it out loud after grading it, and then she’d hear the lyrical cadence of her vocabulary, bringing new dimensions to her storytelling.

Heather