Friday Fictioneer: The Trim

She stood and stared at the house for a long while. “Oh my, you painted the trim.”

“It looked a bit faded.” He held his breath in fear that she might not like it.

“You did this all in one day?”

“The front of the house, yes. It wasn’t a lot to paint. I still have the rest of the house to do.”

“Aren’t you wonderful.”

He smiled with pride.

“What do I owe you for the paint?”

“Nothing. I used the paint in the garage.”

“What garage?”

“You’re garage.”

“I don’t have a garage.”

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Friday Fictioneers is a challenge to write a 100 word story from a photo prompt. It’s hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, anyone can play. Click here to read other Fictioneer stories.