Thursday, August 2, 2018

Short Story ~ Home Protection Policies

Heard somewhere deep in the Franche-Comte region of France - *BOOM*

Everyone headed for cover.  It sounded loud.  It sounded close.  Too close, in fact.

An old lady continued to sit tranquillement on the front porch.  What was all this about, anyway?

The porch and house were rather large.  In fact it was so large there was enough room for three families.  The little old lady lived in the center residence.

Place was recently sold.  Interestingly, the seller refused to move out.  She was old and simply wanted the money to live out her days in peace and quiet on her property, thus corrupting any traditional idea of what it meant to sell something.

Even with a bit of arm-wrestling the old lady couldn't be moved.  So, the new owners took the two residences on either side of her and bided their time.  They might have only a few more years to wait.

*BOOM*

Only this time people didn't scatter quite as quickly.  Everyone had come to realize that she didn't like people coming onto "her" property.

Whenever friends of the new owners dropped by for a visit, an even older than its user fusil would be picked up, pointed at the sky, and the trigger pulled.

She loved to shoot off the rifle to try and scare people away.


Audelange, Jura, France

2 comments:

  1. Perhaps she forgot to tell the buyers that the property was sold as a Le Viager?

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