The next photo is the PROMPT. I can only imagine what’s going through your mind as you look at it. ;) I dare you to think outside the box. I double-bug dare you!
My story follows the prompt and the blue inLinkz froggy. I appreciate honest comments as well as constructive criticism.
Genre: Hysterical Fiction
Word Count: 100
“Well now it’s time to say goodbye to Jed and all his kin…”
“Dumb show.” Dottie switched off the television. “Bug Tussle. Who’d give a town such a stupid name?”
“Grandpa and I got hitched there,” said Gran without looking up from her knitting.
“Bug Tussle, Texas.” The yarn strands between Gran’s fingers blurred. “I was only fifteen. Grandpa sure could sweet-talk. Judge Fink officiated.”
“Fink? Don’t tease me, Grandma.”
“James Bates Fink. He’d marry anyone for a dollar.”
“What did your parents say?”
“Well, Daddy lowered his shotgun and hugged us. Your mama came a month later.”