Sam Stitious was what most people feared they might be. Superstitious. In fact, Sam was known as “Superstitious” within his community.
He was at best a fearful character, he constantly watched where he walked as cracks in the pavement terrified him so it meant that on occasion he’d be a little comical as you’d see him give a little skip as he walked along.
Sam came from a family beset with superstition. His mum and dad were what could best be described as nervous wrecks forever looking over their shoulders in fear of some disaster befalling them.
Sam was a believer in the power of the sunrise and the sunset. To him, it gave him a lead into the next twelve hours of his life.
He had a book in which he wrote the sunrise/sunset of each day. Cloudy/rainy days sent him into a frenzy as he then had no clear indication of the next period in time and speculating only worried him.
His biggest beef was the umbrella. At rest and standing, idle umbrellas were fine with him, but an active umbrella sent him into a mania. He had nightmares of umbrellas up inside his house. It was driving him crazy which explained why there was never an umbrella to be seen inside his house. They lived in a locked garden shed to the side of his house.
The reason for his over the top attitude to the umbrella was his Gran had suffered a heart attack the day his Aunty Una rushed in out of the rain and didn’t take down her umbrella causing his Gran to splutter, cough, choke and fall down dead in terror of the said umbrella active inside her house.
Today Sam is off to therapy. He likes therapy, it’s an opportunity for him to talk to his therapist Esme Tootle and in Sam’s mind Esme is a weird as he is as she has a thing about scarves believing the sight of one around one’s neck is an invitation for the thing to strangle you.
Today he giggles to himself as he stuffs his dad’s old scarf into his pocket.
“Therapy,” he thinks, “what a hoot.”
Written for: https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2017/08/17/tale-weaver-133-under-red-skies-dont-step-on-a-penny/
Morpethroad 
This post is a hoot!
Thanks good sir, needed to lighten up after my marriage post😁
I have yet to read your marriage post, but I enjoyed this romp through superstitions. I wonder how Esme will react to Sam’s dad’s old scarf. Yes, his therapy seems a hoot. And, as Fandango commented, your story is a hoot too.
Thanks for playing along Michael. I have always enjoyed your contributions to my tale weaver prompts — whether light and frothy, or dark and meaty. I don’t mean frothy in a crinoline, flimsy material easily torn or blown on the wind. I mean bubbly, like laughter after a rain.
Thanks again for your patience and understanding. I leave my half of the tale weaving in very good hands. Your creative mind will fill in nicely! Ciao!
Thanks Lorraine I did struggle through my current unwellness today so your prompt gave me reason to be light hearted. I shall do my best as the future draws nearest
I wondered how you were doing — some days passed without you posting. I had sent you an email several days ago. I will send another soon.
Sorry your unwellness has been such a struggle. Not good! Take good care of yourself.
Doing my best😊
Sent you an email. Your best is the best you can do!
Superb take on the prompt! Just that we hold our superstitions dear, while berating others for their weak minds.
Yes how true Reena, thanks so much for visiting today..