Anna measured out all the ingredients in her vast kitchen. She didn't bother checking the recipe. She was fairly certain she could pull it off. This was not the first time she had baked a chocolate cake.An hour later, the cake was in the oven. Her sink was overflowing with measuring cups, flour sifter, broken … Continue reading tiny tale #80: Messy kitchen diaries
Grandma had always adamantly maintained that she had gone on a solo trip to Paris. But no one believed her, in the absence of any evidence. She would tell anyone who cared to listen that she had taken a beautiful shot of The Eiffel Tower. Though it was taken from quite a distance, it offered … Continue reading tiny tale #68: Lost evidence
The elevator stopped on the thirteenth floor with a lurch. Thanks to the built-in safety feature, the elevator had stopped at the nearest floor when the power went off.Just a few minutes ago, Nia had received a call from a very panicked Grandma Agnes.Grandma had misplaced her glasses. Again!Nia rushed to her grandma's apartment. Good … Continue reading tiny tale #65: Nia and her forgetful grandma
Life had stuck her in a wheelchair. But Grandma Agnes didn't let it hold her back! Bake-sales, potlucks, garage sales, birthday bashes - you name it! She always made an appearance. So, imagine her excitement when her grandson Ron gifted her a remote-controlled wheelchair. She sped through the block in her new chair, thrilled to … Continue reading tiny tale #57: Grandma Agnes’ wheelchair!
"Remember, you have to get him to admit that he was the one who ordered the hit. Act as if there's nothing out of the normal. The last thing we want is for him to think that something is fishy.", Danny coached his well-placed 'mole'. The hideous orca and shark heads his daughter had made … Continue reading tiny tale #55: The Trojan horse