Here’s the latest!
Copyright – Dawn Q. Landau
Now Where Could It Be?
“Agatha? Did you look over in 14B?”
“Yes, I did look over in 14B. I looked in 11-15 for it.”
“How about 47?”
“You think I’m going to go to 47 on a whim?”
“Hey, if it weren’t for you going on about how great this place was, I wouldn’t have had this happen!”
“It’s not my fault you can’t even follow simple directions.”
“Doing archeology in salt flats is not my idea of a good day, and I can follow directions.”
“Then why didn’t you follow them when you put your contacts in?”
“Because I…wait…I FOUND MY CONTACT!”
“Charlie, next time, put them in right…or else I’ll slap them out permanently.”
“GAAAAH! SALT IN MY EYE!!!!”
Here’s another Friday Fictioneers story for you. Don’t forget to read all of my other stories, including Changing Tides, and one of the more talked about stories “The Beginning of Something New”. Can’t wait to hear what you have to say. Now: ON with the show.
copyright D Lovering
Everything It Touches
“So, when did that thing get down here, Charlie?”
“Well, Burt, it was about 2 days ago. We all thought Noor was playing a practical joke with her streamers, when it just landed there.”
“Has it done anything we should know?”
“Not from what I can see, but I did smell lemon and ammonia coming from the houses that it touched.”
“Wait…lemons and ammonia?”
“Yeah. Anything you can think of?”
Charlie called up to his house.
“Hey, Meriel, how does the house look?”
“Clean as a whistle, Charlie. Now get up here for supper!”
Charlie shrugged as Burt looked on in wonder.