Charli Mills invited us to take the prompt of longboards and write a 99-word tale. All I kept picturing was a comedy routine where someone carrying a long board of wood kept smacking people in the back every time they turned around. No, I didn’t use the humorous aspect of that memory but I did write about lumber! Thank you Carrot Ranch for the fun!
Frankie let out a deep sigh. No matter how hard he tried, the long boards were too heavy for him to carry. His older brothers, Ron, John, and Al could haul those boards around as though they were toothpicks. When would he be big enough to help his father build houses?
Dejected, Frankie sat down behind the lumber pile and began to cry softly.
“Where’s Frankie?’
“Yeah, we need someone to grab these boxes of nails.”
His older brothers were in trouble and they needed his help!
Frankie dried his tears, grabbed the nails, and ran after the crew.
©2020 Annette Rochelle Aben
Annette Rochelle Aben 