Your three words, my little story

Anonymous: verdant, felicitous & vestiges

 

The treasure map Roy found didn’t have a precise point of entry into the woods and he didn’t have adequate skills to read it anyway. So he put together a team of twelve, which was six two man squads. Each pair had a Retevis H-777, 16 channel single band two way radio walkie talkie.

 

The best they could figure the starting point was five feet to the north of a huge oak tree right on the tree line. However, it could have been three hundred feet to the left or right. So that meant the old cabin would be exactly two miles due east from any point of three hundred and five feet north of the oak, to two hundred and ninety five feet south of it.

 

They set up base camp just outside of the oak tree. Roy was on the team that went in at the midpoint and there were two teams to his left and two teams to the right. A hundred and fifty feet apart separated all teams, but of course one team was left at base camp.

 

Everyone had a FELICITOUS machete able to cut through the thick VERDANT forest. They kept in close contact by radios and compasses. As they cut their way through the wooded vegetation Roy finally found the VESTIGES of cabins, that were so rundown and overgrown he almost walked right past them.

 

He called everyone to the cabins, while four stayed and set up camp, six went back to gather the rest of the gear needed to dig for the treasure.

 

Foot note: I beleive I used your words correctly, but I don’t know how smoothly they fit into the story.

Your three words, my little story

Debra’s words: love, first & sight

 

Debra’s dad just turned eighty six yesterday and at his birthday party, he was bumping into everything. At one point he almost knocked over her fish tank. “Poppa, be careful! Are you alright?” Like many people, he was too vain to wear his glasses.

 

“Yeah, I’m ok Debra.”

 

The next morning, she yelled down the hall, “Your eggs are ready.”

 

“Good! I’m starved.” Poppa use to LOVE reading the paper over breakfast, starting with the front page. After that he would recline in the living room, while drinking his coffee he would finish with the sports page.

 

He hasn’t done that in awhile. The FIRST thing she noticed weeks ago, was his refusal to read. Not really refusing, but he didn’t have his normal enthusiasm for the written word. Reading was his favorite way of passing time.

 

“I’m going to the mall. Want to drive?” The second thing, she noticed was he doesn’t drive anymore.

 

“Sounds good sweetie, you drive though. What are you shopping for?”

 

“Going to get Jim McDonald’s new novel. Why don’t you bring your glasses and you can read it out loud on the way home.” She watched as he picked up his glasses, that was a SIGHT for sore eyes.

Your three words, my little story

Liza’s words: I, love & you

 

Liza’s fourteen year old daughter, Susie was heart broken. She caught her boyfriend kissing her best friend. Susie thought cupid shot her and her boyfriend and they were in LOVE forever.

 

Liza knew Susie would have more of these heart aches through the years. However. now she’s crying on her shoulder, the same way she did when her dog died. “Wish I can take your hurt away sweet heart, but it won’t last long.”

 

“What do you mean it won’t last long? It hurts so much, YOU just don’t know. My life is over.”

 

Of course Liza knew the very same pain, but she couldn’t convince her fourteen year old of that. She wanted to tell her it won’t happen again, but she knew it would. “This pain will soon pass and you’ll find someone who will treat you better.”

 

“But mommy it hurts, so much. I lost my boyfriend and my best friend.”

 

“I know baby, but sometimes you have to kiss some frogs, before you find your prince.”

Your three words, my little story
Gloria’s words: patience, courage & love

 

Gloria has an extreme amount of LOVE and affection for her family. After all she was there for her children’s first steps, words, cuts and bruises. Life seemed to be coming up roses most of the time for her kids. Not all the time, but more than most.

 

However, her neighbor’s family was stricken with a killer disease, called Amyloidosis. It’s a rare disease with no cure, called Amy for short. Abnormal proteins are deposited in bone marrow and sometimes in the tissue or organs as well. It killed the mother, oldest son and now it has afflicted the mid thirty daughter.

 

The daughter came back home, so her dad can take care of her, especially since he has experience with the disease. Gloria new the family well, since they lived side by side for decades. She witnessed an extraordinary amount of COURAGE her neighbor’s had. Even though he has been devastated by this unforgiving killer, he still had a tremendous amount of PATIENCE with it. Now he has to watch his last child and only daughter fight the big the fight.

 

“I have and have had family members fall prey to this disease”