Worth A Thousand Words
A collection of drabbles based on words. Prompt: Saguaro. Mrs. Jones' real first name, and the metaphorical qualities of cacti.
Disclaimer: Oh. You think I'm Anthony Horowitz? You're funny! :)
Saguaro, n.
A tall columnar usually sparsely-branched cactus (Camegiea gigantea) of dry areas of the southwestern US and Mexico that bears white flowers and a scaly reddish edible fruit that may attain a height up to 50 feet (16 meters).
By Any Other Name
"Have you thought about what Alex would do if he found out you lied to him about your first name?" Blunt inquired as he and Mrs. Jones stepped into the elevator at the Royal & General.
"We're not going to use him again, so I doubt he'll be in a position to find out."
Blunt gave Mrs. Jones a level stare.
"But if he found out, I'm sure he'd understand why I use Tulip instead." Mrs. Jones gave an uncharacteristic snort. "Avid gardeners indeed. Except my parents decided to grow cacti."
And with that, Saguaro "Tulip" Jones exited the elevator.
The Unoriginality of a Rose
It was a stupid English assignment that sent Alex into his latest slump.
If you were a plant, what would you be?
After much thought, Alex came up with the perfect answer.
A cactus, he wrote, because though they live in a dry, unaccommodating environment, cacti survive anyway, leeching moisture from rare, precious pools of water. Anyone who gets close gets hurt from the spines, unless approached in the right way, though there are still no guarantees. My circumstances and careless actions make me a cactus, no doubt.
However, what Alex forgot was that, in the end, even cacti bloom.
Have you gotten weird prompts like that in English class? I have. Of course, my teachers tend to be unusually strange... Please review. And you know to give me your ideas, comments, questions, concerns, criticisms, witticisms, and/or limericks!