SILVER SPOON - a story in one hundred words

SILVER  SPOON

Arnold sat in the village pub, sipping a whisky and enjoying an hour of anonymity, when an arrogant young voice called from the other bar, “Another round in here – and be quick about it!”

The landlord went to serve them, his body language eloquent with disapproval, and Arnold’s whisky was suddenly tasteless.

Next morning his son stared at the breakfast table through bleary eyes. “What’s that?”

“That,” Arnold said sternly, “is an oilcan. It reminds me that I only own an oilfield because I worked hard. It’s time you did the same – you start in the workshop tomorrow.”

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This week's photo of someone's treasured collection comes from Nick Allen by way of Rochelle's blog  https://rochellewisoff.com/  and, as usual, I am late on parade. Though why Thursday should be considered 'late' for Friday Fictioneers is a conundrum i have yet to understand :)

After a few hours baking Justice League fairy cakes with my granddaughter yesterday, I achieved the impossible - I inserted page numbers into my next book, starting on the fourth page!! So, as it has already been approved by my proof-reader, WOLF PACK, the second in my LIVING ROCK series, might even be published this year.

Meanwhile the first book, A VOLCANIC RACE, is available on Amazon in print - which would make a lovely gift to wrap for somebody - or in ebook for your Kindle.

Also on Amazon is HELTER-SKELTER which I published as Elizabeth Young to make clear it is in a different genre - historical fiction. You can find it by clicking on the link on this page.