“The forecast is calling for rain this weekend,” Anna said. “Maybe we should put off the yard sale until next weekend.”
“Don’t be silly, Anna,” Dick said. “I’ve advertised it on Craigslist and I’ve put up posters all around the neighborhood. Besides, I rented one of those booth canopy tent-like things, so if it does rain, we can move everything under that to keep it all dry.”
“Okay, Dick,” Anna said.
No one, least of all Dick, was prepared for the severity of the thunderstorm that passed through that weekend. Dick’s booth canopy tent-like thing didn’t stand a chance.
(99 words)
Written for this week’s Friday Fictioneers prompt from Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Photo credit: Jan Wayne Fields.
All that preparation. Poor Dick.
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Oh Poor Dick. Hopefully, both Anna and Dick were otherwise unharmed.
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Listen to the weather forecast before planning an event. Good story.
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We’ve had TORNADOES here. In New England!
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Wow. That’s unusual.
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And all of the junk to be sold in the yard sale is now in someone else’s yard 😉
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If Dick did manage to make any money from the sale he probably had to spend it to replace the tenty thing.
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Probably! Unless when he rented it, the rental fee included insurance.
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I love your description of the “booth canopy tent-like thing.”
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Poor Dick. Hope he and Anna will be ok. Nice job!
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Thanks.
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If only he’d been reading our stories, he would have known it wouldn’t work 🙂
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We tried to warn him, didn’t we?
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