It’s a while since I’e contributed here and struggling through this new WordPress process, I began to wish I hadn’t bothered. But I persevered and here it is, brought to you after much cursing, my story for Dale’s picture.
“Gloria, stop crying, you’re adding to the flood.”
She snarled rather than offer the smile he sought.
“One day we’ll look back on this…”
“And laugh? Is that it?”
“I was going to say…with dry feet.”
“Is everything a joke to you?”
“If your feet are dry when everyone’s about you are sodden, you’re wearing wellingtons.”
“Ok, stop now!”
“If you can survive when the water is over your head and all about you are drowning, you’re a fish, my son.”
“That’s enough, what are we going to do?”
“Let the water subside, dry the place out and go again.”
Written for Friday Fictioneers – a 100 words story based on a photo prompt. Hosted by Rochelle. Read the other entries here.