I love a challenge, and I certainly enjoy the challenge that Alastair Forbes hosts: Sunday Photo Fiction! The challenge is to write a bit of flash fiction using no more than 200 words, and the story has to go with the photo prompt. Here is my entry for today!
He predicted snowfall measuring no more 6″. Forecast models indicated that the days to follow the storm would be sunny and bright. Would he be right?
Cody sat outside on the deck, wearing a down jacket, mittens, and sipped on hot chocolate. The snow was light at first. It started to get heavier with flakes as big as half dollars. He headed indoors early. He had to leave for work at 3:00 a.m.
He awoke to the shrieking alarm clock, wiped the sleep from his eyes, and crawling out of his nice warm bed, made his way to the kitchen. With the coffee just beginning to brew, he went off to shower and shave.
After enjoying his coffee and toast, he donned his jacket to head off to work. Opening the door, he found himself staring at 2′ of snow, and it was still coming down! This was much more than expected.
Heading back inside he realized that he would not make it in to work. Calling the station, he let them know. He loved his job as a weatherman. Why did he? Because it was the only job, where you could be wrong and not get fired!
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Thank you Al for hosting this challenge! And, thank you dear reader for taking the time to stop by for a quick read!
Be well! ^..^