draliman on life

Here is my contribution to Mondays Finish the Story, hosted by Barbara Beacham. This week it is using my opening line!

We get around 150 words to finish the story based on an opening sentence (in bold in my story) and a photo.

To read the other stories, click on the blue froggy.

Copyright BW Beacham

The barista shook his head. That hedge couldn’t have moved closer overnight. Could it?

The next day it was half-way to the door. The barista rubbed his eyes but said nothing, fearing that the madness that had inflicted his late grandfather was taking hold.

Two days later, they were in the shop! Now everybody noticed. The barista’s relief that his sanity was intact was short-lived, however, as the hedge slithered towards him.

“Wha… what do you want?” he screeched, trembling.

“How rude!” said one of the hedge-people.

“Whatever happened to ‘Good morning, may I take your order’?” muttered another.

“Cappuccinos all round!” said a third. The barista breathed a sigh of relief. “And one more thing…” (the barista’s heart thumped in his chest) “… a plate of blueberry muffins!” The barista smiled and filled their order. All that worry and panic over nothing.

At their table, the hedge-people were talking.

“Lovely coffee, that!”

“Lovely. Delicious muffins!”

“Delicious! Right, everyone finished? Good. Okay, let’s kill these hedge-trimming human bastards. Who’s got the Huge Ball of Destruction?”