Grandpappy’s Gal

Today’s Friday Flash Fiction post is my take on the photo prompt provided by Madison Woods. Visit her website  and find links to other Friday Flash Fiction stories from authors around the globe.  Please post the link to your story with your comment. 

Grandpappy’s Gal

“Son, see them white sticks out there,” said Grandpappy. “That long skinny one reminds me of a girl I used to date when I was about your age.”
“How can a stick remind of a girl, Grandpa?”
“Her skin was pale as the moon and her body held no curves—straight as a string.”
“What became of her?”
“She ran off to California with a sailor. I heard they both made it big in Hollywood.”
“Really?  What was her name?”
“I can’t remember exactly. Her last name sounded like some type of lubricant, but her first name was . . . Olive.”


21 Comments on “Grandpappy’s Gal

  1. I love the way you could take such a serious-looking picture and create such a humorous tale, Russell. But, I shouldn't have been surprised, either. 🙂


  2. Haha…this is the first story that garnered a huge chuckle from me. Almost wet my britches. Your wicked sense of humor and fun is delicious. Here's


  3. This was new. My Dad & Uncles were great stories tellers too. That must be where you and I inherited the desire to tell tales (especially tall ones).


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