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| PhotoPrompt July 2012 |
The storage bin had been a part of the farm house as long as anyone could remember. Even back many generations, that bin was there, leaning up against the barn.
It used to store chicken feed. Farmer Gunter got rid of the chickens after a few decades.
Then the bin was used to keep coal before the farmer switched to propane. He cleaned the bin out and thought about how it could be used. He even asked his wife Bernadette what they should do with the empty bin.
Bernie launched into another harangue about him being too lazy to even think for himself, and then moved on to his other deficiencies. The list was long. Gunter stared at her blankly as she continued.
After some time, Gunter packed up his suitcase and gathered up all their money stored in the cellar since the Great Depression. As he passed by the bin, he patted the lid which sported shiny new nails all around the perimeter.
“You’re right, Bernie. I shoulda thought of this long ago.” Silence was his answer.
The was a photo prompt from July 2012. Delores at Mumblings provided the photo and participants were invited to latch a story onto the photo. This was my take.
Also, we will be on a trip from Mon-Thurs. (9/24-27) Won't be commenting but will see you when we return. Also, my daughter and our gr-son Benjamin will be visiting from 9/27-10/8. So maybe I'll check in then, too.
The was a photo prompt from July 2012. Delores at Mumblings provided the photo and participants were invited to latch a story onto the photo. This was my take.
Also, we will be on a trip from Mon-Thurs. (9/24-27) Won't be commenting but will see you when we return. Also, my daughter and our gr-son Benjamin will be visiting from 9/27-10/8. So maybe I'll check in then, too.
It is the right size for a body...
ReplyDelete...especially if the knees are bent.
ReplyDeletehaha she gave him his answer without even knowing it.
ReplyDeleteBernie! Never turn your back on anyone. You found your answer about the bin.
DeleteI remember this take, and loved your waltz down the dark side.
ReplyDeleteHave fun with your family (a totally redundant comment).
Actually, I enjoy writing twisted dark humor.
DeleteWe'll looking forward to all our adventures.
It's finally doing the job it was meant to do.....
ReplyDeleteIt is a dark cold place, just like Bernie's heart.
DeleteWell, that had a stinger in the end.
ReplyDeleteI do love a stinger--so much fun to write.
DeleteShe very much underestimated him.
ReplyDeleteSometimes rage takes decades to emerge.
DeleteOh dear, Bernie should have kept her mouth shut.
ReplyDeleteSome habits die hard.
DeleteWell, it looks like Bernie did not get the last word.
ReplyDeleteIt was about time.
DeleteLately I've been watching a lot of reruns from the Alfred Hitchcock TV show. This story would have been a good one for that series. Classic!
ReplyDeleteArlee Bird
Tossing It Out
I remember one where the murder weapon was a frozen leg of lamb. It was roasting in the oven by the time police arrived.
DeleteDear Susan, I so agree with Arlee Bird's comment--your story would be provide a suspenseful and tense episode on Hitchcock! Peace.
ReplyDeleteThe images were clear in my mind while I wrote it. Maybe it is the farm girl in me.
DeleteAh, peace and quiet! :-)
ReplyDeleteFinally! I wonder where he will go with the money?
DeleteLoved the serenity place have my friend!
ReplyDeleteyour sharing are always not only interesting but little unique
enjoy you trip and family gathering!
blessings!
Great to see your name!! It is good to have my writing to be called unique.
DeleteIt is always good to see your name!
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