Friday Night Drabble Party!
Yes, yes, I know. It’s been a couple of weeks. I’ve been busy, okay? Sheesh! 😉
But, seriously, I have been busy. Health stuff (gallbladder will be going bye bye), work stuff (finishing a novel), life stuff (uh, life stuff, stop being nosy). It’s been a crazy few weeks.
But now I’m back!
Before we get to the 100 words, please take a moment to either buy tickets or donate to the Asheville High School Theatre Troop 2237! They were chosen as the best in the State of North Carolina for their one-act play, Spoon River. Now they get to go to Nationals! But, as many of you know, there is no money for the Arts in this country. And that was true before the Cheeto-In-Charge took over. So, if you can spare a few bucks, please donate! Every dollar helps them get to Lincoln, Nebraska in June!
Now, on to the Drabble!
One Hundred Feet
The excavator tore into the hillside, ripping up trees, bushes, flower beds. It shredded what had once been considered the most beautiful landscaping in the neighborhood.
“Load it all up and head down to the gate,” Willis said. “Come back for as much as you can get.”
“You think this’ll hold ’em?” Bollen asked. “I don’t know if we can pile it high enough.”
“Not much choice,” Willis said. “You got this?”
“Good. I have to check on the watchtowers.”
Willis walked off, knowing that even a hundred feet of dirt and rock wouldn’t keep them back.