This week’s Friday Fictioneers 100-Word challenge was hard for me. I just couldn’t get “connected” with those antique cars. But finally, thanks to Orville and Julie-Bell, I managed to come up with something. If you’d like to join the fun follow the link and get the details.
My story is below Al’s photo prompt.
“Orville! Stop pretending we’re out of gas, and get me home!”
“But – ”
“Stop. Aunt Pearl always said never trust any man who drives a crank-up machine with no top.”
“Oh, Julie-Bell … Honey,” Orville cooed, wrapping his arms around her. “Just one little kiss.”
Julie squirmed, blushed, fluttered her eyelids. “Well …”
“That’s my girl.”
Just as Orville’s lips settled firmly in place, the sky burst open, and drenched the lovers.
“Now look what you’ve done,” Julie wailed.
Orville hopped out and went to crank the motor. “Well, at least I can skip the cold shower when I get home.”