HOSPITALITY
“Hey boys, how ’bout y’all makin’ yer Ma some
wind chimes?”
The words sounded authentic, the scene
before me, even more so. A small two story house the color of the sky with
white trim and a wraparound porch shouted welcome. The green trees and colorful
flowers said water was plentiful. I licked my dry, cracked lips with an equally
dry swollen tongue.
Each step up the wide expanse of hot red
clay mixed with sharp gravel was sheer torture on bare feet. Three days ago my
car broke down; I thought I could walk out, but the road changed and when I
attempted to go back to my car, I ended up on a path to nowhere.
The Matriarch sitting in the rocking chair
on the porch reminded me of my grandmother until she spoke.
"Lookie hyar,
fellas. Dinner's arrived, cuss it all t' tarnation. Come on now, put out th'
welcome platter, we'll hafta fatten her up fust."
149 Words
Yolanda Renee © 2015
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This is unique flash fiction challenge is hosted by Barb
Beacham, where she provides a new photo each week, and the first sentence of a
story.
Our challenge is to finish the
story using 100-150 words, not including the sentence provided. Don’t forget to use the opening sentence…
This challenge runs from Monday to Sunday! Get creative and have fun finishing
the story!
Please include
the photo with your bit of flash and a link back to this post. Do not
forget to follow the link to Monday's Finish the Story and click on the blue frog. Be sure to add your link so that others can enjoy
your story too! Now let’s have some fun!
