AnElephantCant climb up a tower
Although he likes to see all the nice lights
The problem is
He gets in a tizz
He does not have a good head for heights
Once again it is Friday Fictioneer time.
Where romantic Rochelle elevates an eyeful of towering tales.
And AnElephant goes nearly inSeine.
The idea is to write a very short story, circa 100 words, based on this picture prompt (below).
I Love Paris
I really love Paris!
It is full of stupid wealthy ancient Parisiennes.
I follow them home, check out their security, then go back at night.
So I am helping myself to the goodies when this little mutt starts yapping upstairs.
A tiny dog, an old lady, so what?
I step into the shadows as they reach the stairs.
Then the old fool trips over the whining wretch.
She is dead before she reaches the bottom.
Now I am standing here with a sack full of loot and a very rich corpse.
I am in deep trouble.
I really hate Paris!