Flash Fiction

The Tipi

Looky there! Do ya think someone’s sleeping in that wigwam thing?

It’s not a wigwam. It’s a tipi.

Tee Pee. Wig Wam. Pig Sty. Whatever.

Don’t whatever me. They’re not the same thing. Wigwams are curved. And they’re hard to move.

Who cares!

I do! People are too casual with facts these days. There’s no excuse for it.

Damn it Luke. It’s getting late. We need someplace to hole up. Not another Trump tirade. Let’s do this!  

Alright! Let’s move…. But I’m right.

Whatever. … Sorry folks. We’re gonna need to commandeer this here wig wam.

Asshole.    

from-renee-heath

PHOTO PROMPT © Renee Heath

Life’s been a bit crazed lately so it’s been awhile since I’ve written any flash fiction or contributed to Friday Fictioneers. So thanks to Rochelle for providing the great photo prompt and Haunted Wordsmith for the word prompt inspirations.

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