This week at the Carrot Ranch, Charli Mills challenged writers to In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story using the phrase “well’s gone dry.” Is it a real well or a metaphorical well? Why is it dry? What is the consequence and to whom? Go where the prompt leads!
This is my response. I hope you like it.
Well’s Gone Dry
Having lived independently for years, when they moved in together, they had two of everything and needed nothing more. At their public celebration, they advised, ‘No gifts, please. Wishing well contributions appreciated.’
With well-paying jobs, they had no immediate need of the well’s contents, which they didn’t inspect but agreed to keep for a ‘rainy day’.
It sat untouched for many years, until it didn’t just rain; it poured.
“Must be all notes,” they said when it didn’t jingle.
There was but one note: “Always carry an umbrella in case of rain.”
The well remained the only thing dry.
Thank you for reading. I appreciate your feedback. Please share your thoughts.
Note: The collection of stories made in response to the previous prompt Soldier, Prisoner and Buttercup, which I unfortunately didn’t find time to respond to, can be read at the Carrot Ranch.
The collection of stories made in response to the most recent prompt I responded to Mum Selfie can also be read at the Carrot Ranch.