High Winds – Flash Fiction

Burnt Tree Trunk

The only high winds were Windy, the wolf, so Straw, the pig, built a house of straw. Brick overbuilt with bricks. Stick used what was lying around, sticks. Both annoyed Straw.  “It’s not fair!” Straw complained to Windy. He wanted all three houses.

Windy went to Stick’s home and blew it down. Chomp! He ate Stick.  Then he went to Brick’s home. Brick gave Straw a key. Straw lent it to Windy. Chomp! 

When Windy returned Straw squealed, “Perfect!”  Windy, mind-blown as ever, thought: yummy.  Chomp! He (gasp!) ate Straw.

Moral: Some high winds can take your breath away.


Linked to Carrot Ranch’s September 3rd Flash Fiction Challenge where Charli Mills offers the theme of “high winds” for these 99-word stories.

Purple

Author: Frank Hubeny

I enjoy walking, poetry and short prose as well as taking pictures with my phone.

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