Welcome, Dear Readers! Today in this blog’s little neck of the woods, we shall see if we can make up a story that’s not too big and not too little but just right!
It’s time for the 100-word, Friday Fictioneer’s weekly writing challenge hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields-Addicted to Purple and the three bears.
This week’s picture porridge was provided to us by Roger Bultot.
Trust Me, Meredith
Howard, don’t you think we should hire professionals to put in the pool?
You’ve never operated a bulldozer before.
I worked for Uncle Vinnie, and he owned a bulldozer!
But Howard, you were just mowing his lawn.
It’s the garage isn’t it, Meredith? The one time I park the car in the garage without opening the door first, and you never let me forget it.
And the sprinklers.
What? You’re bringing that up again? I only drove next door!
But through the front yard.
You need to trust me more, Meredith.
Okay, Okay. Go fire up the bulldozer, Howard.
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Until next time . . . I love you