It was the morning after my wedding. I walked up to the terrace, dressed in bridal finery – glass bangles and silver anklets. My husband was busy feeding a large brood of pigeons.
“Hey, move back! You will scare the birds away.”
It was the first shock – to know that his priorities were peristeronic.
(53 words)
Weekend Writing Prompt #168 – Peristeronic
Creative Experiments and More 
Love your take. My first thought was, ‘if they were crows or ravens, they’d have favored her with all her bright and shining bangles.’ 🙂
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That is a good thought. Thanks, Bill!
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You’re welcome.
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Not a good start! Nice one Reena.
My fifty-three!
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Thank you, Keith!
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Wonderful! 😂
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Thank you, John!
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I absolutely love this 53 word story, Reena.
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Thank you so much, Ted!
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