Bountiful Harvest
“Beautiful garden,” a man interjected. “Looks like a good harvest.”
Judy paused from pulling out weeds. “Not really. July was too rainy. Zucchinis are rotting on the plants and maggots have infested my apple tree. It’ll be a chore to salvage what’s edible.”
“Do you need help? I have lots of time being on my own.”
“Sorry, it’s getting dark,” Judy answered.
The man turned around and started walking.
“Wait!” Judy called out. “Pot roast is almost ready. Would you like to join me for supper? I too live alone.”
Harvest became bountiful with the start of a new friendship.
From Guest Contributor Krystyna Fedosejevs
Krystyna writes poetry, fiction, and creative nonfiction. Her work has been published at: Nailpolish Stories, 50-Word Stories, 100 word story, 101 Words, Boston Literary Magazine, From the Depths (Haunted Waters Press), ShortbreadStories, SixWordMemoirs, and Espresso Stories.
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