Half-Assed Timbered – Fiction

Time again for Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers.  Thanks to{{ PJ }}for hosting this weekly challenge.  please follow little froggy for more stories.

Here is the photo and my story…

Half-Assed Timbered

Whenever we pass by the Funky Munky Inn,  Lars and I try to stop for a drink. Ya see, we used to live right up there –  fifth-floor attic loft – when we were first married.

I can still remember being just married, and I can still remember that creeky-springed bed where our son, Nils, had become the hopeful outcome of some night or other.

After Nils was born we never could conceive again, and so we often like to celebrate.

Ellespeth

 

Thanks to TJ Paris for our photo

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