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Picture prompt: Eat your oats, honey

“Yes,” he replied, and sat down, fork in hand.

She watched him as he mixed up the contents of the bowl, reducing the gold of the honey and raisins and the ruby-red of the strawberries into brown-white goo. As his fork paused to pick a bite and lift it to his mouth, Ira saw the goo rising by itself, like an exploding mudslide, splattering his face, blinding him.

“Come back early today, honey,” she dropped a kiss on her husband’s head as he struggled through his breakfast. “I have a feeling things will work tonight.”

Reading Mondays: Repost: Writing about how you read

I’ve been unwell since yesterday, felled down by a migraine, so here’s a repost for Reading Mondays…(or you could hop across to Daily (w)rite and read a few of the picture prompt series instead). Be back on Wednesday for the writing post! How Do You Read Your Book? I’ve known people who scribble notes on…