PHOTO PROMPT © JS Brand
“So, if the place is decrepit and unsafe, why does Henry still live here?”
“He runs the fuel station beside it. Sells bait out of this window and sorta stopped keeping the place up when his wife died.”
Bingham squinted. Too bad Jones would be retiring soon. Bingham still had a lot to learn.
Just then, Henry opened up his bait window. “Oh, it’s you guys.”
“Mind if we come in?” Jones gestured.
Bingham felt nervous. Suddenly, jazz music started playing upstairs.
“Gotta go.” Bingham slammed the window shut.
“His wife loves jazz.”
“His deceased wife?”
“Yes.”
“Loved jazz?”
“Loves.”
~100 words
“Small Town Vibes,” (c) Pamela Schloesser Canepa, 2018
*Friday Fictioneers is a once-weekly photo prompt challenge. Rules include keeping your story within 100 words. Visit Rochellewisoff.com for more information. Thank you for reading; comments are welcome and appreciated!
pamelascanepa 
Ghostly jazz—I like it! Clearly a lady of taste.
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Yes! 😉
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Ahhh … jazz is my favorite. At least the jazz music isn’t eerie like some creepy organ ghostly music.
I like the idea of his wife still being around for him even if she is on another plane. I enjoyed your take on the
photo challenge, Pamela.
Isadora 😎
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Thanks, Isadora!
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Nice. Verb tense is everything 🙂
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