Post1465. Tuesday February 28
Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers
It was Harvest Festival day and Maisy had just finished gathering some crops to take to the service when her brother Tom staggered up to her, bottle in hand. She told him to go away, but he instead he barged into her sending her flying. Her tractor and one of her cows fell on the floor and her handful of freshly harvested cress got caught in the breeze from the open door and blew all over the kitchen.
Fortunately, their mother appeared and after gathering up what she could with one hand, whilst holding a wriggling Tom with the other, calm was restored.
An hour later Maisy proudly added her contribution to the display of fruit and vegetables in the school hall and sang ‘we plough the fields and scatter’ at the top of her voice!
She gave up farming the next day. Her tractor and cows now rattle around at the bottom of her toy box.
Maisy is a nurse…...