Vagabond Woman Sold! To the highest bidder that’s how the years were and she was a pawn being thrown one owner to the next.
Doc handed me an old, scorched photo. ‘Tell me about this?’ ‘Old. Stinks.’ I noted that clearly he hoped for more. ‘What do you want
‘Ice.’ I mumbled. ‘Yes, dear. It is icy out there today. Come, look at the trees. Aren’t they beautiful with the sun shining on them?’
Author’s Note: This week, Ted Strutz provided this awesome picture for Friday Fictioneers 100 word writing challenge. Well, it was a good pic for inspiration,