-« Dad, why is there a caddy on the beach? »
-« It’s not a beach, boy. It’s called foreshore. »
-« What? »
- « A beach is a low laying strip of land bordered by the water but the foreshore is the zone left uncovered by the tide. »
- « So I suppose that that is not a caddy? »
-« Don’t be snappy with your old dad, boy, of course it’s a caddy … but it’s tidewrack too, stuff brought by the sea. »
-« Where from? »
-« A supermarket ravaged by a tsunami on a far away seaboard, surely! »
-« OH? Can we wait then? »
-« Why? «
-« Maybe it was in the cereal aisle? »
( 100 words / 0 numerals ; title not included )
The above short story is an entry to a weekly challenge on WordPress called : Friday Fictioneers!
The idea is to write a hundred words short fiction ( flash ) story upon the prompt that is provided by Rochelle under the form of the above picture.
Thanks then to Rochelle whose blog is found here :
and I hope my readers will like it.