Jane’s rear end hasn’t quite hit the camp chair when Henry holds his hand out: stop.
“Did you read the new notice at the entrance?”
“Oh now what,” Jane replies crossly. “I came in through the back and really, how many notices are necessary in a tent city, for Pete’s sake?”
“Something to do with the port-a-potties that you’ll definitely want to know,” Henry assures her. “And trust me, only the regulation of our most private bodily functions would be so critical that somebody went to the Herculean effort to actually type it.”
Every week, Denise at Girlie on the Edge hosts the Six Sentence Stories flash fiction challenge and blog hop. Three rules: 1) Write a story in exactly six sentences. 2) Any genre. 3) Use the prompt word; this week’s is TYPE. Fun sixes from other writers are at the link. Join us! Sounds easy, can be kinda hard, and it’s a lot of fun.