Friday Fictioneers — Out To Pasture

“Hey Emery,” Raymond said to his old friend. “Whatever happened to that old, light green Ford flatbed truck you used to have back in the day?”

“Oh, you mean old Nellybelle?” Emery said. “I finally had to put that old workhorse out to pasture.”

“So you traded her in, huh?” Raymond asked.

“Nah, I didn’t trade her in, Raymond,” Emery said. “She wasn’t worth a bucket of spit at the end.”

“So you junked her?” Raymond asked.

“Nah,” Emery said. “Like I told you, I put her out to pasture. Literally. She’s sitting out in the pasture behind the barn.”

(100 words)

Written for Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ Friday Fictioneers prompt. Photo credit: Bill Reynolds.

13 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers — Out To Pasture

  1. Sadje February 11, 2022 / 6:20 am

    Perhaps he can grow flowers in it.

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  2. Lauren February 11, 2022 / 8:54 am

    A great place for Nellybelle to retire.

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    • Fandango February 11, 2022 / 4:31 pm

      Thank you, Jim. I trust you were laughing with me and not at me! 😏

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      • newepicauthor February 11, 2022 / 4:35 pm

        Of course, the language sounded so authentic with that bucket of spit, and it made me laugh.

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  3. bushboy February 11, 2022 / 10:06 pm

    “It’s a goat, my Lord, in a flat bed Ford, slowing down to take a look at me.”

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  4. parikhit February 14, 2022 / 9:57 pm

    A happy retirement is always welcome 😀

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  5. leigha66 February 22, 2022 / 1:35 pm

    The truck earned lawn ornament status. Ha, ha!

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