Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction Prompt - May 27, 2015
(Photo by Charli Mills)
By Ann Edall-Robson
“Nothing says we can’t go there.”
“It’s not a good idea. We weren’t invited.”
The argument had been going on for days.
The private club that owned the island was hosting a garden party for members and invited guests. It was a given that kids from the local college would not be welcome.
Up the ladder, across the small wooden decks to the patio and manicured grass beyond.
Partially filled champaign flutes. Dainty china plates with bits of half eaten food on them. Chairs askew around linen covered tables.
The eerie, lifeless scene that met them said it all.