She always hated camping. The bugs, sleeping on the ground, and the weird outhouse bathrooms. Yuck! Here at her grandfather’s place just outside of Bouche, Quebec, Canada, they may have been in a cabin, but it was still like camping. Hauling water in a bucket from the lake to wash dishes, to cook with, and wash your hands with before meals. Yuck!
And there was that hateful outhouse! Only during the day, of course. At night, there were buckets in each of the two bedrooms. Buckets that had to be washed out the next day before hauling the water.
In response to Charli Mills’ call for entries to her 99-word Flash Fiction for March 21st, the theme is based around a bucket of water. Care to participate? Follow this link…