Welcome to Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. One of Erin Leary’s photos were used for this week’s prompt.
I got in a bit late. I spent only 40 minutes on the story, but other things came up. This was posted just after Saturday hit.
Important note on word counts: I found the WordPress visual editor has a bug that takes the non-breaking space used as a placeholder for empty lines as words. It also, apparently, takes “word,” (with a comma,) differently than “word.” (With a period.) As usual, I used an actual word processor (albeit old—ClarisWorks) to perform an accurate count.
“Dumb as Dirt”
Copyright — Erin Leary
For years, Geraldine wanted a garden of her own. Trial and error produced the right mixture of nutrients, and she smiled when the first sprouts arrived. Until the family pet tore up her work. She disciplined accordingly, and fenced. And then there were pests. Of course. Fence deeper, she told herself.
Then, one day, content as an official gardener, the oddest thing caught her eye. Fungi. This wasn’t here, she thought. She went to fetch the camera, but when she returned they were gone.
Her son cried as her husband finished the burial. “Stupid dog.” Dad muttered. “Always eating everything.”
Participation is welcome to all. The goal is to write a story, beginning-middle-end, in 100 words or less. You are also encouraged to “think outside of the box.” Constructive criticism is welcome for all the stories, implied unless stated otherwise.
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Visit Rochelle’s Addicted to Purple for her own take(s) and her Friday Fictioneers page for more details. You can follow her blog for the prompt each Wednesday.