I knew I wouldn’t be getting out of bed today since I still had a temperature. The gnome appeared holding onto a tray with a bowl of thick vegetable soup. I sat up.
“I brought you some soup, since you’ve eaten little today.” The gnome put the tray on my lap, and also placed a hot cup of tea by my bed.
“Thanks you’re a great help.” I replied.
“No problem. You need to rest and get that fever down!”
The gnome sat down beside me and began reading aloud. Life was so much better with my gnome helper.
Word count: 99
This was written with the prompt gnome provided by the Carrot Ranch December 12 Flash Fiction Challenge.
I guess this story was more like wishful thinking since I’ve been bedridden this week. It would be nice to be brought food and drinks…
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