Flash Fiction #176


PHOTO PROMPT © Randy Mazie


He loved going for a walk, or sitting, in the graveyard beside his house, for solitude or inspiration as he worked on his book.  The residents were quiet and well-behaved, so unlike his redneck neighbors on the other side.

Bitch, bitch, bitch;
Your grass is too long…. So he mowed it.
I’m on the night shift this week. You woke me.
And that harpy wife of his – nude back yard sunbathing??! – on a street of two-story houses.  😯
That was a sight that couldn’t be unseen.  Claimed she had an 18-year-old’s body, but got it all wrinkled.

They get my goat.


Go to Rochelle’s Addicted to Purple site and use her Wednesday photo as a prompt to write a complete 100 word story.

Friday Fictioneers

16 thoughts on “Flash Fiction #176

  1. neilmacdon says:

    I’m still seeing that sight


  2. Danny James says:

    Your always think you look younger than you are.


  3. Dale says:

    Neighbours do have a way of ruining our peace and quiet. And – did ya ever notice, it ain’t the hot chicks and buff men who like to strip down! It’s always the old fatties and the wrinklies – why? Coz they don’t give a shit…


  4. Ha… I prefer a world where neighbors see without seeing as it should be…


  5. lisarey1990 says:

    Sometimes it’s nice to believe what makes you happy! Fun take.


  6. I like rednecked neighbors.
    Even the complaining ones.
    And I like second story windows,
    But I don’t like un-ironed skin particularly.



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