Visitors

Why, hello. Great to have you here.  Put up your feet. Relax. Don’t mind the ghost wandering through these halls, mostly friendly most of the time. Just try to remember: don’t wear red, don’t talk about the color red, preferably don’t even think about the color red.

Oh no, you’re thinking about it now aren’t you?

BOO!

red-ghost-hi

Darn it Blinky! This is why we never have visitors.

The A-Z challenge is almost through! What an April it’s been! Thanks for stopping by.

Friday Fictioneers: The Chair

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PHOTO PROMPT -Copyright – Jan Wayne Fields

The Chair

A realtor calls Jack to the Cook house in northern Maine, to prove it’s full of antiques and empty of ghosts.

He sets up his equipment in one corner of the allegedly haunted master bedroom. Then, he waits. In front of him, an antique writing desk holds a portrait of old Mr. Cook, from his younger days.

“I wonder what the new owners will do with you,” he tells the picture.

Suddenly, the chair tips over, knocking him to the floor.

“Get out of my house!”

Great, Jack thinks – a prankster. Except, there are no strings attached to the chair….

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This is my entry for Friday Fictioneers, where every Friday we get together and write 100 word stories in response to a prompt. Sound like fun? Give it a try!