Three line Tales — Infectious

The teacher tested positive for the delta variant of COVID-19, but she went to school anyway and refused to wear her mask.

Within a week, most of her students in her class were infected.

Within two weeks, they had to shut down the whole school.


Written for Sonya’s Three Line Tales. Photo credit: Ivan Aleksic via Unsplash.

Three Line Tales — A Tidy Profit

She invested her inheritance on a three-building, nine unit complex right on the canal in the seaside resort town.

She spent some more money sprucing up the tired interiors and painted the three buildings, one orange, one lime green, and one salmon.

She put the two of the three buildings — the orange one and the lime green one — up for sale and they sold quite quickly, earning her a tidy profit on her investment, and a place for her to live essentially for free in the salmon-colored building.


Written for Sonya’s Three Line Tales prompt. Photo credit: Cristina Gottardi via Unsplash.

Three Line Tales — Larger Than Life

He appeared to be larger than life when he walked out onto the stage. Of course, it was all due to the theatrical effects, with the fog machine, the backlighting, and the eerie music. Well, he may have fooled some of those lemmings in the audience, but he didn’t fool me.


Written for Sonya’s Three Line Tales prompt. Photo credit: unattributed.

Three Line Tales — The Other Shoe

Detective Morrisey saw an object in the distance that appeared to have washed up onto the shore just about a half mile south of the chemical plant. As he approached the object he saw that it was a single men’s sneaker, and beckoned a nearby uniformed officer who was at the scene and instructed him to put the sneaker into an evidence bag.

Morrisey was tired and hungry but managed a slight grin as he wondered when the proverbial other shoe would drop.


Written for this week’s Three Line Tales prompt from Sonya. Photo by Conor Luddy via Unsplash.

Three Line Tales — Planes, Trains, and Automobiles

Jack guided the plane he had just landed at the small, private airport to the far end of the runway, jumped down onto the tarmac, ran over to Victor, who was standing next to his car, and breathlessly said, “I got here as fast as I could, Victor. We need to hit the road now, so where the hell is Charlie?”

Victor shook his head and said, “Oh Jack, you know that Charlie has no sense of urgency so he decided to take the train.”


Written for this week’s Three Line Tales prompt from Sonya. Photo by Miles Loewen via Unsplash.