Arlo Twittle part 4.


It was a warm and sunny day in the middle of July. The school holidays had started and as usual, Arlo had found himself packed off for the day to Mrs. Butcher.

He walked up the broken, cobbled path to the front door, rang the bell and waited. Four cats were fast asleep on the windowsill. Others, he noticed, were charging around the front garden chasing butterflies.

Hearing Mrs. Butcher slip slapping up the corridor in her slippers, he turned back to the door, which opened with a loud creak.

“Hello Arlo, come in, come in,” she said pulling the door further open.

How does she do that? He thought. It always surprised him how she knew. It wasn’t as if she could see him.

He gave up trying to work out the “how’s-and-whys”, stepped in to the hall and headed along the tiny corridor to the kitchen. Mrs. Butcher slip-slap-shuffled behind.

“So, what shall we do today,” she asked.

Arlo shrugged his shoulders and shook his head.

“Don’t know. Well, we will have to think of something,” she added as she leant on the table. “How about a game of snap?” Arlo sat at the table while she went off to get the cards.


A quick call out to a few exceptionally creative people I have had the pleasure of meeting on my A to Z journey. Please give them a look.

Donna B. McNicol, Author(dbmcnicol.blogspot.co.uk) A true master of flash fiction.

Sophie’s Thoughts & Fumbles – (sophiesthoughtsandfunmbles.blogspot.co.uk) An amazing writer and your goto for anything to do with ghosts.

Tasha’s Thinkings – (tashasthinkings.blogspot.co.uk) Love vampires, well here’s where you need to head. Plus she writes a mean story too.

Squirrel Talk – (www.lonitownsend.com) Don’t let the title fool you. Check her out, she’s another amazing writer.

Writerly Sam – (writerlysam.com) I have fallen in love with her work and can’t wait for the book to be published. Visit … see if you don’t agree.

Laineyrain – (laineyrain.wordpress.com) A busy woman (I’m not kidding!) and a truly creative person.


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10 thoughts on “R—IS FOR ROSIE ZONE…

    • Ah yes, mystical she is. And Arlo will get a taste of that mystery later in his story. 😉
      And you’re more than welcome. I love your A to Z theme and I love reading what you have written. 🙂

  1. I am loving the strange mrs Butcher! Great post, eager to read more…..I’m too impatient for the serialisations, (sp?!) lol. Thanks so much for the Shout Out that was a lovely surprise! x

    • I’m so glad that everyone is getting Mrs. Butcher. And I’m even more pleased that you’d like to read more (yes that’s 2 mores in 1 sentence. Bad toad. 🙂 ). As to the shout out, well, I love your creativity and I hope that anyone who has read this post will drop by and take a look. 🙂

    • No, thank you for offering such a great theme that deserves recognition. I’m just grateful you deem to visit my blog each day. 🙂 You and your sister are truly gifted people. 😉

  2. I do like Mrs. Butcher. Arlo’s tale is shaping up quite nicely.

    Thanks for the shout-out! Heh, I suppose Squirrel Talk really doesn’t say ‘Writer’, does it?

    • So pleased your liking the story. 🙂
      Don’t mention it because you’re more than deserving of a shout out. 😉 But hey, I love the name of your blog! 🙂

  3. Oh yes, Mrs. Butcher plays a mean card game. 😉

    As for the shout-out, you are definitely deserving. You are a poetic story teller whose words fill the reader with a fantasy world of wonder and beauty. I can’t wait to read more (you know of what I speak). 🙂

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