Tourist Stew- a Microfiction Tale

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“So sleepy,” Mickey said, sinking in the pot. “I thought the tea was supposed to perk me up. I drank two cups…”

“Your knees are pressing against my thigh, and now I’m stuck,” Hillary said. “And why are they removing the backdrop? I wanted the jungle hut in the background, to frame the photo… Mickey?”

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Thanks to Jezri’s Nightmares for this this microfiction challenge!

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5 Comments

  1. LOL! It’s a surprise party! 😉

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  2. And the word went out on the drums..”the Mickey-Hillary special is simply to die for!”

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