Home On The Suburbs: Monday’s Finish The Story /April 13

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The neighbors were not happy about my choice of artwork. However, I am a collector and this piece was a gift that I couldn’t refuse. I agree, it is out-of-place in this neighborhood of manicured suburban lawns. One cannot simply turn down such a gift.

The story starts 20 years ago when I was a truck driver. My job always took me through a small town in New Mexico.The statue sat in front of the American Indian museum in that town.

The museum just happened to have my favorite bar next door to it. After having too many beers one night, I went out and climbed on the buffalo for a photographic opportunity. Just then, a female security guard showed up.” Sir, you have ten seconds to get down off the buffalo!” she shouted.

I told her that I only wanted one picture. But, by then I had drawn a crowd with my little episode. They were all cheering me on!

The security guard, with her arms folded, said, ” You must be from Tennessee?”

“How did you know?” I said

“Because, we get all kinds of truck drivers in here. Most, just want their picture taken beside the statue, Only the ones from Tennessee think they have to ride it. ”

We all had a good laugh.

So, every year, I stopped and “rode” the buffalo. Suprisingly, when the museum shut down last year,  they called and asked me if I would give the old Indian and the buffalo a good home? Otherwise, it would be destroyed.

So, as you see, I could not let them destroy it. It was like part of the family.


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The Crash: Monday’s Finish The Story

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Once upon a time far, far away, a young girl lived on a remote island with her small village of people. The seas were crystal clear and the skies were blue. On a regular day, anyway.

When she awoke that morning, things looked strange to her. The water was a funny red color and the sky was blocked by..fog? We never have fog!!

She tried to sit up to get a better look. She couldn’t move her legs. Pain shot down her back and she realized that something bad had happened to her.

The last thing she remembered was getting on the private airplane going to the big island. Her parents, her little brother and Cory. Where was Cory??

Then she smelled the fuel and the smoke and realized that they had crashed. Just then, she heard a helicopter above her. She looked up and saw a chopper with a big red cross on the side. Then she passed out again.


164 word

Thanks to Barbara W Beachman for starting Monday’s Finish the Story.
Monday’s Finish the Story provides a picture along with the first sentence for us to create a flash fiction with 100 -150 words based on a picture.

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Perfection : Monday’s Finish The Story

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“Pizza anyone?”

Those were the last words that she heard before her world changed forever.

Standing in front of her, the most magnificent creation that God had ever made.

He was looking straight at her and it seemed no one else was in the room.

She knew that her life would never be the same as he walked toward her.

He stopped within inches of her face and she inhaled the intoxicating smell.

She was starting to perspire and her heart was racing.

In his hand, he held the key to her heart.

Hot, bubbly, cheese, with pepperoni, mushrooms, sausages, black olives with a light golden brown crust.

Her eyes fixated on the perfected concoction and he said, “Will there be anything else, ma’am?

” No, thank you .” she managed to grunt as she took her first bite.

It was perfection.pizza

And that pizza boy wasn’t bad either.


147 words.

Thank you to Barbara Beacham for our photo prompt.

Barbara Beacham hosts the weekly challenge, Monday’s Finish the Story. She gives us a photo and the first sentence to base our story on and challenges us to write our story in 150 words or less. If you would like to scratch your creative itch, click on this link:

Monday’s Finish the Story