“Ethel!”, screams Cheryl.
“What?”
“You didn’t stop!”
“Didn’t stop?”
“At the corner, no stop.”
“Yes I did, I always stop at stop signs.”
“No, you were rolling, that doesn’t count as a stop. And the sign says stop.”
“Oh for God’s sake, Cheryl, don’t be so picky. That was enough of a stop. You never yell at Betty when she drives.”
“That’s because Betty always stops at signs. You made a California stop.”
“What are you talking about, we’re in Chicago?”
“That’s what they call a rolling stop. You rolled.”
Ethel sighs as she rolls thru the next stop.
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February 7: Flash Fiction Challenge The prompt was ‘Signs’… 99 Words, no more, no less.
I love your Cheryl & Ethel stories. LOL!
Ha, ha! Great dialog and story, Ted. Glad you could join us at Carrot Ranch. If you’d like to be in our weekly collection, submit your story in the post form. Ranch time can be casual.
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Good one Ted, I have a photo of a stop sign that someone put a sticker on reading “eating animals”!