Friday Flash -- July 16

“I want those to go, too.” She pointed to the row of rosebushes, yellow and red blossoms bobbing in the breeze.

“Ma’am?” The bushes were healthy, lush, and while he wasn’t a flower man himself, he was sure someone had lavished a great deal of care on them, and recently, too.

She smiled and a cold wind blew across his face.

“I said, I want those to go.”

“Whatever.”

He shrugged and started up the chainsaw. Couldn’t figure out some people no way, no how.

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