An extension proved too expensive, but Agnes insisted she needed more space.

‘How can I be expected to be creative with you in the same room?’

‘I don’t get in your way,’ Archie replied.

‘You slurp. You chew. You exhale!’

Suitably chastised, Archie investigated a garden room. He would lose his flowerbeds, but he would have to live with his sacrifice for Agnes’s art.

‘It looks simple enough,’ he thought, looking at pictures on the internet. ‘I could build one myself.’

After much sawing and hammering, Agnes had her new room.

She was not impressed, but Archie now enjoys sitting in the shade.

Copyright Brenda Cox

Written for Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (more detailsΒ HERE). The idea is to write a short story of 100 words based on the photo prompt (above).

To read more stories of 100 words based on this week’s prompt, visit HERE.

A topical tale as we are currently having a garden room built, an extra space for work, writing and creative endeavours. Unlike Archie, we have hired professionals to build ours! Read all the Agnes and Archie tales HERE.

56 responses to “THE GARDEN ROOM”

  1. With a few more boards, a can full of nails, shingles for the roof, a hot tub and big-screen TV, faux wood flooring and picture windows facing away from the house and Agnes, he could have an all-season Man Cave!

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  2. Married couples are rich pickings for storytellers, and I might have to start doing my own research and character building.
    You told a great, and intricate story here, Iain and I really loved it and had a bit of a laugh at their expense.
    Best wishes,

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