Photo by David Stewart
This is my story for Friday Fictioneers this week. It’s a weekly challenge to tell a story in 100 words that follows the picture prompt for the week. It’s hosted by the talented and gracious Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. This week the photo was supplied by David Stewart. Thanks David.
The big old dinner bell had hung outside Grandma and Grandpa’s country home for many years. It was there when I was born. After they died, Dad took it down to keep when we sold the place.
Grandpa told me Grandma would ring it to call him and their five kids to meals.
“Only thing is the dang thing sometimes rings in the middle of the night.” he told me. “It came from an old fire station.”
Dad hung it outside on our back porch and funny thing, by golly, sometimes the dang big, noisy, thing still rings at night.