Bill forked the last of the fresh hay into the feeder. He patted the damp horses and headed back to the house through the thick falling snow.
As he stomped his feet at the door, Maude hung up the ‘phone.
‘That was Jessie. Their flight has been cancelled. They won’t be able to get here until Boxing Day now,’ she said.
Bill grunted. ‘Roads are all closed too.’
Maude looked aghast. ‘But I haven’t got anything in for Christmas dinner yet. What are we going to eat?’
Maude paused and contemplated the horses gathered round the feeder, then looked to Bill with a raised eyebrow.
‘Don’t even think about it,’ he answered.
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).
To read more stories based on this week’s prompt, visit HERE.
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