The New Farm Hand
Cindy went to the south field wanting to get the land ready for sowing crops. To her surprise, she found the land had been tilled. She looked for Jess and found her fixing the tractor.
“I thought you were going to leave the south field to me?” Cindy complained. Jess looked at her in surprise.
“What are you talking about? I haven’t been there.” Jess replied wiping the grease of her hands.
Cindy went back and looked around. She saw a gnome standing by the fence smoking his pipe.
“Thanks.” Cindy said to the gnome. He smiled at her.
Joanne Fisher
Word count: 99
This was written with the prompt garden gnome provided by the Carrot Ranch December 12 Flash Fiction Challenge.
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There’s gnome place like gnome…
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Your post gave me an idea for a gnome that lives in the city that I should include in a story one day: a metro gnome 😀
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It might be lack of sleep, but that got an LOL out of me…
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Gosh, it’s good to know the gnomes have made it all the way *down-under*. Though I suppose it was to be expected, being as how gnomes mostly live *down under the ground*.
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I need a dishes gnome, a vacuum gnome, a dusting gnome, a laundry gnome, a…
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What a friendly gnome! Jess and Cindy lead an enchanted life.
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Yes they do 🙂
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Great details, Joanne — I love the interaction between Cindy and Jess, the use of action, and the gnome smoking a pipe.
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Fantastic. Got a chuckle out of me.
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Thanks 🙂
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Hire that gnome before he disappears!!!
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Nice
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Awesome
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