‘Fiction In A Flash Challenge 2021.’ #30 Entry Part 2) by Mark Bierman @mark_bierman1 #IARTG #Writin
Hello, welcome to my take on Author Suzanne Burke’s weekly ‘Fiction In A Flash Challenge.’
Writer’s are challenged to come up with a short story based on a photo provided. The maximum word count is 750.
I am grateful to Suzanne for provoding this challenge and allowing us to use her blog to showcase our writing. Please click on this link to view Suzanne’s wonderful blog and see the works of other authors. Welcome to the World of Suzanne Burke.
Here is this week’s photo prompt:
“Dad! Did you see that? Daaad!”
“Ouch! Why’d you rip my headphones out for? I was just getting into a marketing podcast about nose hair trimmers.”
“Huh? Wha-? Look out the window! Doesn’t it look like some place we watched on that Area 51 documentary last week?
Don’t make that face, either.”
“What face ? Oh Chad, you have a wonderful imagination but I’m afraid it gets the best of you at times. Here, let me see . . . oh, that is interesting.”
“What? You see them too, don’t you? You see them! Runways and small, too small, buildings that must go underground! I mean, one of them looks like the size of a porta potty. What would you do with that?”
“Ummm . . . Chad. Firstly, need I remind you that even though we are flying low because of the heavy clouds, we are still thousands of feet up. Secondly, you’ve spent enough time at summer camp to know what porta potties are for.”
“Look! They’re loading something from the back of a truck! It’s an ali—”
“Side of beef. Chad, that’s an abattoir, where they, uh, you, know. You like hamburgers, don’t you?”
“Eeewwww. . . I used to. Please stop slicing your finger across your throat. It’s not that, Dad. Cows don’t have arms . . . biology 101. Geez, how do you ‘adult’.”
“Nope, those are freezer trucks, and they are taking the beef to market. You see those smaller packages coming out of that other building? Those are probably steaks, hamburger, and some other yummy things.”
“Uh, Chad, you don’t look so well. What’s wrong?”
“You mean, that they sell alien meat in the stores pretending that it’s beef? I need to use the restroom.”
“Uh, that’s not what I meant. Okay, hold on, I’m moving my legs so you can get out.”
Chad’s father watched his son race to the restroom. He shook his head and imagined his brand-new Napoleon Rogue BBQ being relegated to grilling vegetables only . . . 70500 BTU’s wasted on asparagus and mushrooms. He slid over to the window for a final peak and rubbed his eyes. Had that ‘side of beef’ just waved up at him?