A 100-word story written using a random word prompt : “wardrobe”
It stands at the bottom of the orchard, half-covered in fallen apple blossom.
“C.S. Lewis called,” Jip says. “He wants his wardrobe back.”
“Where’d it come from? Wasn’t there yesterday.”
“Fly-tipping,” Jip says. “Been dumped.”
Ange bites her lip.
“It’s too far from the road. Why would someone drag it here?”
Cautiously – “just case it’s home to a nest of angry squirrels” – Jip opens the door.
Empty.
Except for the small purple card, embossed with a golden question mark, that Jip pockets.
“I’ll shift it after lunch.”
But, returning later with the tractor, Jip can’t find it anywhere.
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