“Um, how much are these hats?”
“15-dollars.” The girl behind the counter answered. I sighed and placed the hat back with resignation. Is it me or is everything in this sleepy little town more expensive than all the other places I’ve traveled? “It’s handmade, you know.” The girl said. I stared at her for a second, puzzled. “Everything in this town is handmade or homegrown. That’s why everything’s so expensive.”
I scratched my head, wondering whether she had read my mind or I had accidentally spoken my thoughts aloud. “No ma’am, you didn’t speak your thoughts aloud.” The girl smiled.
Each week, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields-Addicted to Purple hosts Friday Fictioneers where we’re challenged to write a piece of flash fiction in 100 words, more or less, based on the picture above.