The Simple Man


“Clod-hopper” Clyde had been an institution in town even before my father was born and seemed unchanged since the Middle Ages.

It was a shock to see his cold face in the ever-present coveralls.

With no living relatives, it was up to me to enter the house.

I had seen the front parlor before.  Yee-haw, party like it was 1899.

Quick inhale to prepare, I went to the back of the house, rooms nobody had ever seen.

I don’t know what I saw first, the 96-inch 8K TV or the stack of Agile, Cloud and DevOps books by the computer.


word count = 100

The first thing I saw with the photo is that the ancient stone walls seem to contain a modern building with a steel roof… And, yes, very similar to a story from a few weeks ago.

Friday Fictioneers is hosted by  Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.  This week’s prompt is here and uses a photo by @ Lisa Fox. If you want to join or see other stories, go to the inlinkz linkup.

38 thoughts on “The Simple Man

  1. Margaret

    I like the final reveal here and the way you set it up. Just the right amount of background to give an entertaining but misleading picture of Clyde both at home and in his surroundings. And the narrator’s voice builds a convincing picture of that character too.

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  2. rochellewisoff

    Dear Trent,

    Just goes to show you can’t judge by appearance alone.
    My best friend and her husband went to buy a car a while back. They dressed, shall we say, in casuals, ie flip-flops, shorts, t-shirts. The car dealer treated them like trailer trash. I’ll bet he changed his mind when they paid for the brand new jeep with cash.
    Good story. Made me smile.



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    1. trentpmcd Post author

      lol, yep, I’m sure your friend had the last laugh there. With this, I was thinking that the entire town was fooled into thinking that Clyde was something he wasn’t, and he enjoyed having them not suspect that he was modern in all ways… Thanks.

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