Friday Fictioneers — Chop Some Wood

It’s not like I don’t have other stuff to do today. And it’s not my fault that it’s supposed to get colder this week. But does anybody care? My old man just hands me the ax and tells me to go chop some firewood logs.

Fine. I’ll do it, but I’m going to damn well make sure that I chop enough firewood to last us through the whole damn winter. I’ll fill up that entire log rack if I have to. But I won’t block the basement window. Dad got pissed when I did that last time.

(97 words)


Written for Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ Friday Fictioneers prompt. Photo credit: Dale Rogerson.

6 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers — Chop Some Wood

  1. Sadje November 19, 2021 / 9:07 am

    Your family is putting you to too many tasks this weekend! 😃

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  2. Nope, Not Pam November 20, 2021 / 1:01 am

    Love it, my son used to complain bitterly if he was asked to chop wood 😁

    Liked by 1 person

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