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Friday Fictioneers – Ridin’ With The King

(Author’s note: I was unfortunately detained for a month handling the issues of a new roommate for the house. But, since the lease for the new roommates has been sent (and is being signed), I can get back to weekly posts! Here’s the latest!)

© Claire Fuller

Ridin’ With The King

by Miles H. Rost

Leon hoist himself out from under the chassis of a 57′ Bel Air.

He loved to work on the old cars, and having his own shop was a point of pride for the young looking man.

Hearing the familiar dings of a customer pulling up, he walked out into the hot air and shielded his face.

He was looking into a 1977 Ford Mustang with Shelby-Cobra emblems. A 289 engine. Whoever this person was, they knew what they were doing.

“Can I help ya?”

“Can you look under the hood and see if I got a leak?”

Leon grinned.

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Friday Fictioneers – Goin’ Fishing

(No note. Just write!)

© Dale Rogerson

Goin’ Fishing

by Miles H. Rost

“Well, that’s the last of ’em.”

“Last of what?”

“The ice fishers. They got their shed off the lake, just in time.”

“Well, what do we do with them gone?”

“We welcome the new anglers in. But, first, we need to make sure the area is cleaned. The ice storm took a lot of branches down.”

“We’re not as young as we used to be.”

“And yet the work never gets done.”

“We’ve spent the last 57 years here.”

“If I had a choice, we’d spend 57 more.”

“huh. 57 more springs. I don’t know if I could do it.”

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