All the Way Back | Weekend Freewrite - Three prompts...one story!

This is my first go at the weekend freewrite using three prompts! I hope you enjoy it!

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First Prompt: I was dressed in a completely inappropriate shade of pink


Dear Mom, June 24, 1974

Hello, how are you? The drive has been slow down from Indiana, but we feel like we’re making good time. The last home we stopped at was terrible. The family had us in for a nice dinner party, and I was dressed in a completely inappropriate shade of pink! I was wearing my favorite flamingo pink dress, you know the one, but I should’ve chosen mauve, for how stuffy the whole event was.

To answer your question from your last letter, we are eating very well on the bus, and only choosing fast food when there are no other options. We also take plenty of turns driving so not one of us gets tired. How have things been on the farm? Does my sweet piggy, Martha, miss me? Please give Daddy a kiss for me, and continue to pray for us! This mission trip has been a great success so far!

Love always,

Cindy

Prompt 2: We were drinking champagne and losing our shirts.


Dear Rita, June 26, 1974

Greetings to my closest friend, and dearest co-conspirator! We have made it to Kentucky! (I’m writing this while laying on my belly in an attic above the home we’re staying in! They were so insistent I be allowed to have quiet and privacy once they discovered I was writing home.) Tomorrow we’re taking a trip to the University to hear a speaker talk about the Holy Spirit and what God would really like us to know. I’m nervous, but excited! I can’t even imagine what my mother would think, sitting there in the dusty pew about to have a heart attack as someone “moving in spirit” speaks in “tongues” whatever that means!

Without going a moment further, I have to tell you about last night. You should have been there, sorry I know you are miserable laying there with mono, but our hosts threw a gigantic party! They didn’t seem to mind at all that we were underage! We were drinking champagne and losing our shirts! I met a fantastic boy named Bobby, who I might just be in love with.

Wouldn’t it be amazing if that were all true!? It’s not. We did play a great round of charades, but no champagne. Bobby’s gorgeous though!

With all the love I can send,

Cindy

Prompt 3: The day Lillian learned to drive.


Dear Bobby, July 1, 1974

Hello, I hope this letter has found you well! I’m writing to you, as requested, as soon as I made it to my front steps. We have made it safely back to our Michigan home, but I’m missing our travels everyday! Well, I am glad to be out of that bus, the day Lillian learned to drive, her parents should’ve taken the keys right away! We almost wrecked three times in the thirty minutes we allowed her behind the wheel! That’s all neither here nor there now that we are home.

To answer you question now, without interruption, yes I believe my life has been fully changed. I will no longer be able to see the world around me without seeing it full of beautiful color! I do love the Lord, and I want to shout it from the rooftops! Even if it does get me kicked out the sanctuary doors.

Please write back soon, I want to hear all about your latest church meetings, and if your mother was able to get all that flour out of her apron. She said it was permannent now! I will miss her fluffy buttermilk biscuits! Please, also include if you are able to make a visit before your fall semester starts!

With all sincerity,

Cindy

Thank you so much for reading! I hope you enjoyed it! For more information on freewrites please visit @mariannewest!

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