An enjoyable read. Around here, all the ice cream parlors close for the winter, so I guess I'll just sit in the parking lot and if anyone asks if I need something I'll answer, “Nope. Guess I’ll just wait for Spring.”
I doubt it. The point of these microscopic stories is that they last for 100 words and that's it. So the most I can hope from them is a quick grin or thought and the reader moves on. This one depends a lot on irony, I suppose.
I suspect we've all had experiences like this, TJ. But this one came at a time when I was really looking for something to write about. Hence the "heaven" comment. ;)
Hannibal found the antigrav handcart during the big clearout before his move to Ganymede. It was perfect for loading his packing pod and he made good use of it.
Then it was time to return it to his neighbour, Grantley. The problem was that he had already returned a mountain of things borrowed over the years. Hannibal couldn’t face the prospect of yet another embarrassing visit to his friend.
During the night, he slipped through the darkness to deposit the handcart on Grantley’s doorstep. It was only on landing on Ganymede that he recalled buying the thing from New Walmart.
Word count: 100
For Micro Fiction Challenge, Week 4
Prompt: Returning an item to a store or a person.
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