We chased the the rainbow for miles, looking for the pot of gold at the end. We were just kids and believed in the silly tale.
Trying to find the end of the rainbow wasn't easy but finally we found it! To our disappointment the pot of gold at the end was a little camp trailer.
I was devastated! Randall and I had plans to spend all that money we would find at the end.
Randall kissed me and dried the tears from my cheeks.
“Aww honey, it was the fun that counts.”
“Let's go home.” I told him.
“No, let's go inside the trailer. Maybe there will be something interesting.”
We carefully walked up to the trailer and knocked on the door.
The door slowly creaked open and an old lady stuck her head out the door.
To my surprise she asked us if we were Randall and Bess.
“Yes! How did you know that?”
“I know a lot of things,” she smiled.
Then handed us a check from my grandmother. My inheritance.
Thank you @any1mark66 for our photo prompt this week! Thank you Mark!
This is my 174 word story for the flash fiction challenge, Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers. We are given a photo prompt that is kindly photographed by our participants and approximately 75-175 words with which to create our stories. It's fun and everyone is invited to participate. For more information, click HERE.
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