This post is written for Friday Fictioneers. The challenge is to write a complete story with a beginning, middle and end in 100 words or less.
It was just like him to be late. They were to meet here and then ride to the museum. He saw him on the bench out front.
“I thought you were riding your bike here,” said Harold.
“Had a little accident,” said Browdie. “Need to buy a new one.”
“Do you know how far the museum is from here?”
“No I do not,” said Browdie; “but is of no great consequence to me, for I attend walking.”
“Perhaps you should buy a off road bike this time.”