Friday Fictioneers take a photo prompt and write a 100-word story. This week’s photo is provided by Erin Leary. My story follows.
No Fun Gus
Well, he wouldn’t be troublin’ her no more. Jane vowed the next time Gus hit her would be the last. The day came, and she was ready. As ready as one can be. She chuckled about the pre-planned funeral. Those fellas in the fancy duds had nothin’ on her. She’d take care of the buryin’ business. She carted him to the property line where she’d dug a mighty fine hole, and dumped him in. A few days later she marveled at what she saw. Mama used to say folks was, “pushin’ up daisies.” This rotten scoundrel done got mushrooms!
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