He was secretly in love with his pretty neighbor.
When she was not at home, he fished with a hook underwear from her clothesline.
‘Mischievous wind!’ he heard her shout sometimes.
One day she knocked at his door.
‘Hello! Will you please lend me your fishing rod?’
He was startled.
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I write as a way of life: stories, blogs, articles, almost-poems. I'm a freelancer, a vegetarian, and I listen to Leonard Cohen and enjoy French films. We are dying a little more with each new day we live, so shouldn't we make the most of our time?
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10 thoughts on “50-Word Tales #101”
Just becoming acquainted with your blog…it appears that you have a delightful mass of gray matter beneath the hat. It is a pleasure to read your 50 word tales. Very clever, b.w.a.h!
I am a person of moderately intelligence I must say. I experience difficulties every time I try to tie my shoelaces. 🙂
Haha, I love it! You never fail to amuse me with your cheekiness, hatted boy.
When Patricia blushes white walls turn pink.
ha. I love it, too. Randy
Ohoho. Look who’s commenting again… 🙂
I liked this one a lot, very clever.
Well set up and a story with a true “hook” line. Like it.