Wilma Segeren

“A Trucker's Prayer ” by Wilma Segeren

Submitted to Contest #132

A Trucker's Prayer Are you there, God, it’s me, Charlie. I’ve been sitting in this truck for two weeks, wondering if what we are doing the right thing.  I wonder if it will accomplish what we are hoping for, but I’m missing my life at home, I’m missing my daughters seventh birthday and soon I will miss the annual family holiday weekend that has been our tradition for seven years.  My wife’s face once smiling and trusting, with the innocence of a child, has become less jovial over the last week, her full lips don’t curl u...

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“The Impossible Bride- The Cavity” by Wilma Segeren

Submitted to Contest #130

Impossible Bride ( Bible Study to the Rescue ) They met at a bible study group. Two single people not even looking for love but for God. Perhaps it was fate that brought them to the meetings at that time. Or perhaps it was the Gods. Jeremy was there because his track record with finding dates was atrocious and if he could find a religious girl perhaps he would be less intimidated. Jeremy did not believe in love at first sight, but he was attracted to Shirley almost immediately and though he wanted to get to know her, he did not want to loo...

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“The Impossible Bride” by Wilma Segeren

Submitted to Contest #130

The Impossible Bride – Never too Late She opened her eyes to a sunny warm June day, thinking “My, isn’t life grand!” when it suddenly occurred to her that this was her wedding day. The look of peaceful bliss rather melted down her face, her eyes widened and her eager grin began to droop. Holy Shit! Was this really happening? She became suddenly a little sick to her stomach. She’d known Tim for only six months, but yes, she was in love with him, and he made her happy. Victoria was thirty-eight years old and if she was going to get marri...

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“One Last Run” by Wilma Segeren

Submitted to Contest #129

     Remis gazed past chalet windows, up the hill to where several hot shots were out doing extreme flips on the half pipe.  He was just as crazy as those kids and loved to challenge his abilities and style, not so much for the audience, which seem to always appear after a while, but more for the few like him, who also lived to develop new and different maneuvers. The sheer joy of trying or perfecting a difficult jump, flip, or aerial challenge, was what Remis lived for. The swirl of steam escaped from...

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“The Conversation” by Wilma Segeren

Submitted to Contest #128

Tea with Nana “Mom, it’s such a beautiful day and I’m not wasting it on Nana. I want to hang out with Theresa today,” Willow whined. “Now, Willow, you know she loves visitors and you haven’t been to the retirement home in ages. She’s been asking about you. Just spend an hour with her for me, please, sweetie please?” Alice knew she could usually get an affirmative response with a ‘please.’ “Oh Mom, she is always putting you down, always putting everyone down, how did you ever come from someone so miserable?” Willow lamented. She had made ...

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“The Perfect Life” by Wilma Segeren

Submitted to Contest #127

The Perfect Life His ability to always pick the right team, from sports in primary school, to super bowl football games with his friends, from the best books to help develop his interests and even the perfect girl to date for senior prom, his intuition was always right and it led to a perfect marriage, the perfect family and the perfect life. So this year, for new years resolution, he vowed for some unusual and exciting new endeavors that might expand his perfect world. He wanted to be surprised and maybe, in his subconscious, he wanted a ...

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“A Night To Remember” by Wilma Segeren

Submitted to Contest #126

A Night to Remember Samuel Ramsey, a thirty-year old bachelor, readied himself for the New Years Eve celebration at Flannigan’s again this year. He donned his dressiest straight-legged Levi jeans, the ones faded to just the right shade of powder blue. These are his lucky jeans, not because he is so charming with the female gender and has bedded many a gal, but because they are NOT the ones he wore when he fell into the giant manhole at the same time last year.  No, he was not drunk or even a little buzzed, he simply decided against ...

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“Buried Treasure” by Wilma Segeren

Buried Treasure The sun shone through the fragile wrinkled paper that appeared to be a map of sorts, Joe rotated the edges counter clockwise, using his index fingers and thumbs ever so gently as if the entire map would disintegrate at any moment.  “I cant make head nor tail outta this old map Sam, it could be anywhere, who knows if this is the site of the old grain mill, or if it is even in this county.” “Don’t be daft Joe, of course it is in this county, why else would it be in our attic?” “And that has to be the old grain mill, as it ...

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“Kyle's Secret Weapon” by Wilma Segeren

Kyle’s Secret Weapon Kyle had spent every venture he’d ever dreamed up, this way, in front of his bathroom mirror. Donning his best attorney face he practiced his speech so as to ensure exact expressions and to tweak his tone where needed.  In this way he perfected each sentence carefully to make sure his words rang true and his ideas were not only accepted but inspiring. He was proud of his accomplishments but he was also driven, forever dreaming of his next adventure. This latest idea would require the best he had in himself a...

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