Anabel sometimes wonders why she married Sebastian.
“Mums the word,” he says. “You can’t tell anyone. Not even Helen.”
Anabel throws a plate at him. It misses his head by an inch.
“Steady on, dear.”
Secretly, Anabel is pleased. She dislikes Paris and always fancied being Lady of the Manor.
This is the one-hundred-and-twenty-seventh story in the series of Humpbuckle Tales. Each story is precisely 50 words long. They are meant to be independent stories, but if you read them all you will find each one adds another piece to the puzzle – there is a bigger story that is being told.
Hive is a blogging platform that rewards posts in a cryptocurrency (Hive).
You will find over 70 more Humpbuckle Tales on the @humbuckletales Hive blog (so this blog is about 6 weeks behind)
On Hive I publish 12 stories per week (Monday to Saturday one story per day and then six 50-word stories in one post on a Sunday).
On HumpbuckleTales.com I also publish 12 tales a week but at a different schedule (and about 6 weeks behind): 2 Tales every day, Monday-Friday and 1 Tale on Saturday and 1 Tale on Sunday.
You can watch the author read the first 22 Humpbuckle Tales on YouTube or you can listen to it as a podcast.