“Have I you about the man who turned bright red when I gave him a ticket?”
“Bright red? Nope you’ve never told me about that one.”
But off course he had.
“Well you see, a flood the night before had moved his car into the wrong parking zone. Being the proverbial clown I gave him a ticket and told him to invest in a flood proof car next time.”
“I guess the flood dislodged his sense of humour.”
“It sure did.” Hearty laughter filled the air.
The scene and story never varied.
His humour was intact unlike his memory.
Please bear with me I am still having issues with my computer but will undoubtedly find a way to catch up with everyone’s story and blog over the weekend.
Written for Friday fictioneers a writing challenge hosted by Rochelle. The picture was provided by CEAyr the task is to write a 100 words story inspired by it. Thanks Rochelle for hosting the challenge. Thank you for stopping by… do click on the link to read other stories.