28/04/2016

SAUCE FOR THE GOOSE - flash fiction in 100 words

Hello and welcome to my blog! 
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This week's photo prompt comes from the camera of Mary Shipman. Thanks as always to https://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/ for hosting Friday Fictioneers - an online group of writers who post flash fiction each week. To read their stories go to Rochelle's blog - after leaving a comment on here, of course!
I will be absent in May, visiting family in Canada, so will not be blogging for a couple of weeks. Meanwhile, I leave you with this story.


SAUCE FOR THE GOOSE

The General Store had hardly changed since Mason’s grandfather’s day, and that was the way he liked it. The only piece of modern machinery Mason would allow anywhere near him was his beloved motorbike.

Betty came home from visiting her mother one afternoon to find Mason tinkering with the engine in her kitchen, but he refused to move it. “It’s raining – I can’t work on it outside.”

The next morning he opened the Store to be confronted by laundry festooning the rafters. “Take it down!” he yelled.

“It’s raining,” Betty replied calmly, “And you won’t buy me a tumble dryer.”


24 comments:

  1. Ha ha - excellent and served Mason right! Enjoy your trip to Canada you lucky thing. :)

    Susan A Eames from
    Travel, Fiction and Photos

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    1. Thanks susan - my son has planned a great time for me, but the best bit will be seeing them.

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  2. Ha ha - excellent and served Mason right! Enjoy your trip to Canada you lucky thing. :)

    Susan A Eames from
    Travel, Fiction and Photos

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    1. You pressed the key twice again!

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  3. Ah, the eternal fight for space and utilities! Nicely done, Liz.

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    1. He shouldn't have invaded her kitchen!

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  4. I love this! Have a safe and pleasant trip!

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    1. Thank you oldentimes. See you at the end of May.

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  5. Dear Liz,

    That's an ingenious solution. I'll bet a dryer is in her future.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

    PS Safe Travels

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    1. I hope he gets her a dryer and himself a shed. I shall wave as I fly over America.

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  6. Must have felt like the rain of terror to them. Fun story I liked it.

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    1. What a dreadful pun, Subroto, and thanks for visiting!

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  7. Sharp lady! Nice one Liz, and have a great trip.

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    1. She knows how to beat a controlling husband!

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  8. Tit for tats... love the revenge. Wonder if she gets a dryer.

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  9. Ha! Great story, Liz. I feel for anyone who doesn't have a dryer! You incorporated the images of the photo into your story so well.

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    1. thanks Amy. I have only had a dryer for the past year myself!

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  10. Lovely piece of writing, Liz. I loved the sense of place and time; it was easy to envision.

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    1. THANK YOU DAWN, AND THANKS FOR STOPPING BY.

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  11. That seems fair--good answer. Amusing story, Liz. Well done. :) --- Suzanne

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