“I’ve got a special project for you, son,” Billy’s father said.
Billy rolled his eyes. “Oh yeah?” he said. “What thankless task is that you want me to do for you this time?”
“I want to offer you the opportunity to scrape off all of the old paint from the fence in the backyard, sand it down, and put on a fresh coat of stain,” his father responded.
“Wait,” Billy said. “You want me to scrape, sand, and stain the whole fence by the end of the day today? That’s a tall order, Dad.”
“Come on, son,” his father said, “I know you’re up to it. Then you can put the second coat of stain on it tomorrow, which will give it time to dry before the rain comes over the weekend.”
Written for this week’s Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner from Roger Shipp. Photo credit: Morguefile.com. Also written for today’s Three Things Challenge from Di over at Pensitivity101. The three things are offer, tall, and special.
It is a tall order!
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Wow. Wonder Son!
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That sounds like a lot of work!
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