Pete was well known around the local area. No matter where he set up his market stall a crowd would gather.

Pete could sell anything to anyone: air conditioning units, bike parts, chopsticks, fake tattoos, parking meters.

When his stall illegally blocked a street, the police were called. They left with a packet of fudge, two traffic cones and a stainless steel cutlery set.

The day Pete disappeared his marquee was found abandoned. The only stock left was cigarette lighters – three for a pound.

Speculation spread – emigrated? aliens?

Meanwhile, Mr. Rowntree’s Discount Store is now thriving on the high street.

Copyright Roger Bultot

Written for Friday Fictioneers 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 stories of 100 words based on this week’s prompt, visit HERE.

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