Escape at the Park #7

Lauren raced down the lane heedlessly. She glanced back to catch sight of her pursuers. They were loudly bearing down on her. A cyclist dodged two noisy children with an empty leash. Some adults casually tossed a frisbee back and forth. She coiled her body into a leap catching the frisbee. "Hey, that dog should be leashed," a disgruntled player shouted.

Prize in mouth. Lauren took off again. This was so much more fun than walking. Anna and Simon were so slow. They quarreled with each other frequently. It causes pain in her sensitive ears to be nearby. Setting her new toy down, she went to the edge. Panting, she slipped down the creek's slope and lapped water. 

She cocked an ear listening to the twins whining. "Auntie will be angry as us," whined Simon. Anna cried, "I told you taking the dog was bad. I didn't think a dog would impress Graham at all. Especially an unruly one like Aunt Emily's."

"Lauren!" Lauren glanced up the slope and caught sight of Elena. "Come here, girl! Your mommy will worry," she soothingly called. Fetching up her frisbee, Lauren raced to Elena for cuddles. Cuddles were great, until you wanted down again. Elena turned to scold Anna and Simon. "Didn't you think Emily would miss her treasured pet? They sent me to fetch you back. I missed my favorite show because of you."

Well, I missed several days. Go figure. I'll write these out in bursts and hopefully work up to a page on topic.
#2
My husband got a job that is not a contract. I cannot wait until I get caught up on bills.
#3
Malak doesn't like me. I'm pretty sure he wants me dead or gone. Probably both at once, I hope he likes bloodless hands.
#4
I really wish I could oblige him. That would get me out from under his staring glare. I shouldn't have burned his toaster up during dinner. I should leave before he sees his car.
#5
I love reading fairy tale variations. You get new insight with each new twist. My favorite one has a fox in it. The fox perseveres gracefully until the end. We should all aspire to that.
#6
If I told the truth here, I'd be lying somewhere. There's always something that I'm unaware of. I don't pay attention very well at all. I just want to chatter and make things up as I go. That's creative license, right?

Way of the Cheetah: Day 1

I'm going to try this Way of a Cheetah thing for writing. I'm supposed to write a meaningful sentence (10 words max) and then double this for the next day. I'll use this for a journal. Here it goes:

• I wish my jobless husband would help with household chores.

I think that nails it.