A lad at the yard sale

Margaret stood on the lawn, people watching. Some she knew. Some she didn’t. She’d been watching one lad for a while now. He’d taken a particular interest in her extensive assortment of lamps.

He had walked alongside the table two or three times, stroking his chin thoughtfully and stopping every now and then to choose a lamp and polish it.

At the third lamp, Margaret could no longer hold her tongue. She marched over, placed a hand on his shoulder and told him that every item in the house clearance had been cleaned and scrubbed.

“Hi” he said, “I’m Al.”


Submitted for Friday Fictioneers photo prompt. See if you can write a piece of flash fiction in 100 words.

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22 thoughts on “A lad at the yard sale

  1. liz young says:

    A lad IN the yard sale? good one.

  2. Dear Mr. Binks,

    Almost spewed my coffee on that one. The elusive genie again. Fun pun.



  3. znjavid says:

    Had he lost his lamp?

  4. Oh, very good, Mr. B!! I’ll add in yours to the “Best Funny Story List” for the week. 🙂


  5. Cute cute cute! Love surprises…well done! Bad genie….he he he! 🙂 (good genie?)

  6. Looking for a new home? Good one.

  7. Rajlakshmi says:

    Ahaa searching for a genie. Brilliant.

  8. Sandra says:

    🙂 I can’t think of a pun, they’ve all been done.

  9. Great surprise ending! I liked it very much.

  10. Nan Falkner says:

    A lad in the story about lamps – good one and clever! Thanks! Nan

  11. Very nice… Al knows how to rub a lamp the right way.

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