The Carrot Ranch Challenge:
In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story inspired by “Jam”.
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Breakfast
I barge into the kitchen, still fumbling with my tie.
Mora, my wife, is feeding the baby, and our other two are torturing cereal in bowls.
At my place sits coffee, orange juice and toast.
Where’s the jam, I demand.
Open wide, sweetheart, says Mora, the spoon hovering before a closed mouth.
Where’s the jam?
Eat your cereal, chicks, or you’ll be late for school.
I glower around, but no-one notices.
I thrust my chair back noisily, grab my briefcase.
I’m off, I bawl.
In the cupboard where it always is, says Mora.
She looks up, smiles.
Bye, honey.
Sound Bite Fiction 
You have a great sense of timing, the way you pair the husband’s demands with the wife’s actions.
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Thanks, Charli, I think the wife was just focussing on what was important!
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Still laughing…
Mora has perfected the art of living with four children!
You drew me right into the room with this masterclass in the use of ‘strong’ words.
PS Love that last line!
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I think that mothers/wives have an innate ability to prioritise!
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FOUR children…lol!
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Hoist by his own jam petard (if there is such a thing). 🙂
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Must be a Stralian thing, I think!
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