Random Rhyme and Petty Prose : Widow by Bill Schott Artwork by Nancy J Wood at FanArtReview.com |
Sam knocked on the green door. He waited fifteen seconds, then knocked a second time.
After about the same amount of time, the peep hole opened. Two seconds later, it closed. A minute elapsed and nothing happened. Sam knocked on the door again. The bedroom window above where he was standing, opened. A woman leaned out with a bucket and poured a dousing of water on Sam. Another fellow strolled by and saw Sam standing there. "Why are you trying to get the widow to open her door?" "I want to share the Lord's message with her, Brother," answered Sam. "If I were you, I'd pass this one by and take your chances at the fight club." "I've nothing to fear, sir. I am wearing the armor of God." "Okay, Parson. Just know that the armor of God is good against Satan, but even he wouldn't mess with Widow Maycurr."
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