Stay Golden: Afternoon Delight- A Pud and Charli short story

Jena C. Henry is a writer, blogger, book reviewer, and bon vivant. Her goal is to make friends with everyone in the world. Jena enjoys reading new books and encouraging writers to be their best. Jena C. Henry holds a juris doctor degree from the University of Akron and practiced law and raised her family in tropical Ohio. Now retired, she writes novels, conducts writing workshops and enjoys good times with friends and family. Her fiction series, The Golden Age of Charli, spotlights the love and laughter of family life and retirement.

“I’ve always wanted to write a book,” I said.

“You’ve said that for thirty years,” replied my patient husband. “Might be time to get started. Do it!”

That was three years ago, and I did! I wrote three books in my Charli series, self-published, launched my platform, jumped in to social media, met countless wonderful folks, and wow…every day is a new adventure. Here’s another post about my writing life.

To celebrate, I am going to feature my books and writing journey on my blog for the next few weeks. I am starting with a short story, to introduce you to the world of Charli and Pud.

 

Afternoon Delight

Jena C. Henry

 

Ding! I grabbed my phone from the armrest of my lounge chair and read a text message:  The Eagle will be landing with the Nest

I texted back: ???

Moments later, my phone rang and I smiled to see my son August’s name on the screen. He was planning to stop by after work. And he was bringing us something.

Stretched out on my patio chair, I soaked in another delightful Disney-themed afternoon. The day lilies and hydrangeas waltzed in the breeze, a blue bird bounced on the Japanese Maple, and a chipmunk jitterbugged under the blue spruce. I did spy a few lusty dandelions, but it was such a pretty day, I decided they could join in the celebration, too.

Since Aug was stopping by, I decided to text my sister to see if she and her husband could join us for a light dinner. Sibby and George had become our happy-hour buddies, now that we were all retired. For a grey-haired gang, we were still pretty snappy.

I smiled at my text and then put down my phone and picked up my ereader