Chores
It had been a busy day for farm chores, Cindy thought. Aside from doing the housework, she had been planting new rows of carrots, checking how the corn was doing, getting rid of weeds, and clearing land for a new project.
Now it was mid-afternoon and she decided to sit in the sun for a few minutes. Just as soon as she had, Jess appeared.
“It’s alright for some!” Jess said with a disapproving look. “If you’re not doing anything, you can always help with the fencing.” Cindy rolled her eyes, but slowly got up and followed her wife.
Joanne Fisher
This was written with the prompt chores provided by the Carrot Ranch October 15 Flash Fiction Challenge.
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Careful, Jess, no call for barbed remarks.
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I HATED fencing. Leaning against the pole while my dad hammered on the other side… And, the horses always grazed OVER the fence so they’d slowly push it down. Aughhh!
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Clever use of the picture prompt. š
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Glad she’s back from the fey wilds!
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This is a bit further on in the timeline. If you look at the Jess and Cindy page you’ll see the order they should be in. I still haven’t written Cindy’s return, but it’s in my head.
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