This is my response to this week’s Sunday photo fiction challenge. In this challenge you are given a picture and asked to write a story inspired by the image of no longer than 200 words.
This is the image that we were given:
This is my 200 word story:
Louisa could not help but smile as she finally finished work on the Penny Farthing. Bertie had considered she was insane when she insisted on purchasing the old-fashioned bike at the antiques fair. It had been a horrible colour because of the ravages of time, but she had been confident that she would be able to restore its former glory. She had seen something in it that day, and now, finally, it was ready to fulfil its destiny.
Of course, the destiny that she had in mind was nothing like the reason that it had been built in the first place. No, she was never going to ride such a monstrosity. In fact, she would not even know how to go about that particular thing.
Instead, the Penny Farthing was going to act as a decoration just above their door. They had never had a name for their bed-and-breakfast, it had always just been a way to get a line of income into their house after their inheritance money had run out.
But, from here on out, the bed-and-breakfast was going to be known as the Penny Farthing rooms. Bernie was going to be so proud of his little sister.