Family legend has it that Great-grandfather Irving ran off with Claudine, the wife of his business partner, “Friendly” Bill Gervais. He was last seen heading west in his new-fangled automobile with Claudine at his side.
Last spring they removed the old dam and drained the millpond. Buried in the peat was an amazingly preserved ancient auto. I was there when they pulled it up and found them in the back. I recognized Great-grandfather Irving from old photos and guessed the woman must have been Claudine, peat-bog pickled but pretty no more. “Friendly” Bill’s “lost” gun was in the front seat.
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I usually don’t do things like this on Friday Fictioneers, but I just want to say that this week I publish a book of short stories, Seasons of imagination. If you don’t see the links all over this site, you can look here. Two of the stories did appear on Friday Fictioneers, though in a different form (one went from 100 words to 2,000!), so there might be something there you recognize.