I think I'll be silly this week! Here it is, my contribution to Friday Fictioneers with a big thanks to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting it once again.
‘I’ll have the last laugh’ he thought, ‘just wait and see’
One night it rained, really rained. When he drew back his curtains in the morning, where his golden crops once grew cars sprouted from the ground.
'Much more money in metal than maize' he thought as a satisfied smile spread across his face. 'They can keep their fields of gold!'