Flash Fiction: Foul play?

Flash Fiction: Foul play?

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“What on God’s earth are you two doing?” Grandma demanded
“Get your heads outta my car!”
Uncles Jack and Paul, wriggled out from under the car and stood at attention under grandma’s scrutiny.
“Well?”

They’d gone to visit uncle Paul’s future father-in-law when the car stopped working midway, leaving them to walk through long muddy tracks to get to the house. They looked like a pair of scrawny adults after a mud play by the time they arrived and Paul’s fiancée declared “there is no way you’re meeting my father in this crappy state“. 
Both uncles Paul and Jack are convinced someone played a cruel joke on them and they were determined to find evidence of foul play.

“Don’t you want to know who we suspect?”, uncle Jack questioned Grandma.
She shifted her weight on one hip, sifted her fingers through graying hair, took a deep breath and said,
“you two- left my car- alone- in the middle of Lord knows where?”.
I didn’t wait around to see what happened next.


Word count: 171. This story is in response to Flash Fiction For Aspiring Writers photo prompt challenge where we write a 70-175 word story surrounding the provided photo prompt. This week’s image is courtesy of Pixabay. 

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