HARRIET’S GIRLS
Harriet
parked the four-by-four and opened the back for the girls to jump down.
As she
heaved open the rusty gate with her muscular shoulders she wondered why he had
bought such a dilapidated property, but business was business, so she shouted, “Hello!”
A man
appeared and eyed the girls. “They’re smaller than I expected.”
Harriet
bristled. “They’re big enough. You’ve paid for a week – don’t damage them.” She
stroked their heads briefly. “You know what to do – be good for Mummy.”
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The above story was written in response to a photo prompt posted on https://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/ Rochelle hosts Friday Fictioneers, and you can follow the Blue Frog trail from her blog to read up to 100 other stories.
I enjoyed that unexpected ending, Lizy - but it still begs the question... just what was she renting them out for??
ReplyDeleteSusan! Wash your mind out with soap!
DeleteLove it - love goats as well!
ReplyDeletePS Got any advice on how to keep up the flow of writing whilst busy with other stuff? :)
Weekly prompts help, as does telling yourself you have to write. Pretend you're your own tutor and give yourself a bollocking if you don't turn the work in!
DeleteGreat story but why would she rent out goats for a week? Clean up a yard? LOL
ReplyDeleteExactly that - have you seen the height of that grass?
DeleteI seriously hope he only wanted these poor little goats as lawn mowers to clean up the property. The way you wrote this is quite suggestive (Yes, hand me the soap, please).
ReplyDeleteI wrote it that way deliberately - did it fool you?
DeleteI admit, I have a dirty mind.
DeleteBrilliant twist. I knew you wouldn't steer me down dangerous territory, but you lingered for a moment. Lovely recovery :-)
ReplyDeleteThank you for your trust, Annalisa!
DeleteDear Liz,
ReplyDeleteI had the same question about why he would rent goats for a week and then read through your comments. At least it's not human trafficking. But my mind did go where soap is necessary. Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Thanks Rochelle - my ploy seems to have worked well!
DeleteLOL. I got donkeys to eat clear my ground. Poor little kids but at least it wasn't the kids I started off expecting. Good piece.
ReplyDeleteGoats love eating, so why not use them to clear rough gardens?
DeleteThe end came as a surprise. Liked the the way you narrated it.
ReplyDeleteThanks Usha
DeleteNice misdirection! Well done.
ReplyDeleteSo that's what it's called! Thanks, Sandra.
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