No one ever looked up.
They just came in and marveled at the table set with plates of lobsters and cups of butter sprawled out.
“This is fantastic!”
Truly it was one of those gathering places that turned an old barn into a destination.
Soon laughter traveled wide and free, voices echoing in the air of twenty foot ceilings.
Old beams, rustic, hilarious junk nailed to the walls, the floors, the ceiling.
Until they weren’t.
A sword fish came flying down, skewering the birthday man’s hand,
Dragging with it a fishing net of anchors, harpoons, hooks,
A rain of terror.
It’s been a minute but wow, the photo prompt Rochelle provided for this week’s Friday Fictioneers Photo challenge at Rochelle’s blog, is such a cool place. It occurred to me that no one ever worries about the stability of a zany decorated restaurant. Of course the photo doesn’t have a sword fish or a net of dangerous whaling gear but hopefully the connection is there. If not, apologies people, I’m out of practice!
Hop over to Rochelle’s blog (link above)to read some more amazing stories to give you a smile, a laugh or maybe a nightmare!
Clare Graith 