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Friday Fictioneers ~~ July 12, 2013

Good Friday to everyone! Hope today is filled with sunshine and happiness. Can you tell I’m happy today? Want to know why? No? Well I’m going to tell you anyway. 😉 Neener, neener.

I’m happy because I’m alive and breathing. Ha! Seriously, I’m happy because I’m finally getting the roof of my house fixed this weekend! Yea!!!!! It’s been 2 months of nasty weather, rain, winds, hail. You name it we got it. Record floods too, can’t forget that.

Almost from the first week after we moved to this place (at the end of May) the roof has leaked. Then we got really high winds, which took the darn shingles right off. So the roof leaked even worse. My bedroom was the worst hit. At one point I couldn’t even open my bedroom door because it was swollen with rain water. Ugh. It’s been pure hell. We have had record rain falls this past month or so.

I would have gotten it fixed sooner except for a few things. First I was broke. Moving and buying a house is expensive. Second the damn rain wouldn’t stop!! This weekend is supposed to be rain free, kinda. We have a 40% this afternoon and a 60% chance on Sunday. You think I’m lucky enough to get the roof done before or in between the rain storms? We shall see. Cross your fingers for me!!

Anyhoo, on with the Friday Fictioneer challenge this week! Hope you enjoy it. If you do or you don’t I appreciate any and all comments.


Write a one hundred word story that has a beginning, middle and an end. (No one will be ostracized for going over or under the word count. However, I respectfully ask for your consideration. Please refrain from taking the  liberty of posting 200 words or more as a Friday Fictioneers story. Thank you.)


Make every word count.

Thanks once more to our patient and talented hostess Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Please click on her name if you want to join us or if you want to read other fantastic stories based on the same picture!


Copyright – Randy Mazie
Copyright – Randy Mazie


Genre: General Fiction (98 words)

Bigwigs in City Hall have no respect for the dead, Jerome thought.

Keep the cemetery looking nice they told him, while they cut his budget by two-thirds.

He knew his cousin Darryl had goats. Had to get the grass down somehow. The goats liked the job and Jerome got to sit for a spell.

City officials were shocked at the goats. No goats in the cemetery they told Jerome. We can’t have goats defiling the graves!

In Jerome’s mind the only thing defiling the graves was the old goats in City Hall who just voted themselves another raise.


Goat on hill