This week’s words: Breach Chitin (a nitrogen-containing polysaccharide, related chemically to cellulose,that forms a semitransparent horny substance and is a principal constituent of the exoskeleton, or outer covering, of insects,crustaceans, and arachnids.) Socket Hour Message Sicken Wad Binary Tiptoe Flagstones Emanation Sluggish
My Aunt May use to say Uncle Harve was a binary character. Harve was one of those blokes who was both good and bad. He was a simple man to understand, you either liked him or you despised him. Most people couldn’t stand him. They sickened at the sight of him; he gave skunks a good name.
There was something chitinous about Harve. It was a chemical thing, he exuded an aroma, which emanated from a spot on his stomach and the more Harve ate the worse the aroma was. His emanation was such that his mum kept him home from school and placed a warning on the front door to any potential visitors.
Because of his condition Harve was a sluggish man, he didn’t do much, you’d never catch him tiptoeing around but rather he clumped around demonstrating his unhappiness through each laboured step.
He took to wandering the streets at night…. he’d walk around the block then the town then out of town. He could be seen at any hour a wad of hundred dollar notes in his pocket he’d often leave one or two on the flagstones as he passed, a slight grin on his face anticipating the look of surprise on the face of the person who found it.
One night he left a message for Dolores Machin a girl he liked. She had once borrowed a socket spanner from him and her gratitude and humble persona had stayed with him.
Harve knew it was a huge breach of the protocols his mother had set him to try and befriend any of the local girls but Harve was human despite his affliction.
Dolores never showed at the appointed time. Harve expected as much, why should she want to be associated with a stinky man such as him.
That night he went home feeling his smelly self more than ever. At the corner of his street he met two people.
His mum and Dolores smiling proudly at him.
Written for: https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2015/07/13/wordle-69-july-13-2015%E2%80%B3/
Morpethroad 
Do I ever love that 2nd paragraph “There was something chitinous about Harve,…” what a description Michael, what an awesome use of the words! The ending was unexpected and brought a smile to my face XD
Thank you Yves, chitin was a great challenge and I had to find a way to use it……you aren’t going to best me…..the great fun of the wordle is figuring out how to use the tough words in such a way as they make some sense……sadly I’ll be away next Monday so I may not get to write anything. Have a great day.
You have a full seven days so if you do get the chance you know how much I adore your Wordles! I always like to throw in 1-3 tough, uncommon words I like to learn new words myself and boy have I got some crazy ones in upcoming challenges lol
Oh good I look forward to them……I’ll be back Tuesday pm so I’ll see what can do Wednesday…..
That opening sentence is stellar, very rich, Michael! Wow.
It was a sad truth and that Harve had learnt the hard way. Perhaps he could make things better for himself. Some thinking was in order! Well penned Michael!
Hank
Awesome writing, not much else need be added, my friend!
Thank you Penny you are very kind…
Another delightful tale – as woven with interesting characters – and great use of the words in this wordle! Loved how Hank overcame his restrictions and boundaries – and was – ultimately rewarded 🙂
Thanks MJ, greatly appreciate your comments.
I can’t help it, I’ll think of Harve when I spot a skunk forever more. 😀
Life is full of odd associations Mandy, Harve and skunks is just another one….lol…..thanks so much for stopping by.
Enjoyed your story. I’m glad it had a happy ending. 🙂
Thanks so much, it needed a happy ending I think….
I’m always impressed by what you do with the “Wordle,” Michael 🙂