draliman on life

Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by Connie Gayer. After insulting Rochelle’s heirloom last week, I thought I’d leave Russell alone 🙂

Copyright Connie Gayer

“What’ya doin’, Bill?”

“Planting taters!”

“What fer?”

“Uncle Frank say he givin’ me a hun’red dollars fer doin’ it!”

“Wow! A hun’red dollars! You’ll be rich. Where’d he git so much?”

“Stole it off’a Aunt Vera, he tol’ me.”

“Whoa. Scary lady. Not ter be trifled wiv. Don’t you be gittin’ mixed up in it, Bill.”

“C’mon, what she gonna do? I kin buy a new bike, new shoes, everyfink!”

“Yeah, true. An’ it’ll be Uncle Frank she mad at, not you.”

“Hey, wos dis? Somefink’s in da hole!”

“Dig down!”

“Diggin’! Ooh…”

“Wos down dere?”

“Uncle Frank.”

“Well, shit.”