‘Good lord,’ Roger exclaimed. ‘Have you seen what they’ve done to that turret roof?’
Helen sighed, not looking up from her newspaper. ‘Yes, dear. I saw it when the scaffolding came down last night.’
‘It’s one thing to stick ghastly turret extensions on their house, quite another to have one in gaudy bright colours.’ Roger turned away from the window. ‘It’s hardly in keeping with the surroundings, is it? Typical foreign vulgarity’
‘They’ve invited us round for dinner tomorrow.’ Helen said.
Roger paused. ‘Good,’ he conceded. ‘About time we got to know some of the locals now we’ve settled in.’
Written as part of the Friday Fictioneers challenge hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (more details HERE). The idea is to write a short story of 100 words based on the photo prompt (above).
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