Claudine and Arnie were taking their three kids on a visit to grandma’s. Claudine packed a nice lunch to eat on the way. It was a four hour drive.
“We’ll stop somewhere in the car and have lunch,” said Claudine.
It was lunch time.
“What about stopping here for lunch?” suggested Arnie.
“It’s too much of a built-up area,” said Claudine. “Drive a little more into the country and we’ll find a nice shady tree to sit under. In fact, just a bit further on is a little river with a good swimming hole that the kids would enjoy.”
“We really need to stop for a quick lunch,” said Arnie, “and get to where we’re going. They haven’t got time for a swim.”
Claudine “won” the “discussion”. They stopped next to the little river and the kids went for a swim in the swimming hole.
Hester, the middle child, drowned.
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Oh, no!
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So often we’re not prepared for the “sudden”… !
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Destiny, perhaps
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Indeed!
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You are incorrigible. I actually laughed.
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Fate has a sense of… humour!
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He is incorrigible – well said Lisa!!
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You are incorrigible too, arlingwoman. I think it’s the evil influence of Bruce Almighty.
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I’m sure Lisa had a cunning streak before reading any blogs!
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Here I was expecting something sweet and whammo! I had to laugh, if only at my own completely unwarranted expectations!
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We never learn from day to day with these yarns of Bruce Almighty. We’ll be ready tomorrow, right?
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I almost always laugh immediately after reading a Bruce story…they are twisted, predictably corny, punny, outrageous, short (an especially good attribute) and totally fictionally non-fictional.
He’s a folklorist of our times, in spite of himself.
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He is that, for sure. It was a lucky day when the sticky tendrils of his blog reached out and lured me in.
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That’s very kind, Yvonne!
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And, there’s no twist in my tail!
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😀
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I shall copy and paste that onto the blurb of a dust cover if ever publish!!
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Short, but not necessarily sweet, Cynthia.
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Tomorrow’s one is frightfully religious and rather predictable!
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You’re the one who “craved” for a nice story – but in the end I couldn’t resist!!
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Doritos and coconut water as a last meal….something to consider.
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Such a gross combination! Whatever happened to a nice tomato sandwich with ants for a picnic lunch?
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This reminds me of a Flannery O’Connor story.
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Thanks!! Oh the inevitability of the inevitable!
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I can’t remember the name of the story but it was about a family driving to Florida on a vacation and who took a detour for some reason – I think at the grandmother’s insistence, the grandmother who didn’t want to go in the first place – and then all ended up getting murdered. It was a terrific story, as is yours.
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“A Good Man is Hard to Find” – or should that be a Goodman is hard to find!
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Yes! Yes! That’s the one!
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I grinned ruefully and said ‘Of course she did!’
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You could’ve given mouth to mouth instead of smiling ruefully!
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That’s just the way things happen in real life, with the survivors saying “If only we hadn’t …”
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That is indeed true!
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Well you’re making me laugh today Bruce, even when I shouldn’t – did she have impaired night vision?
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Her night vision would have been impaired certainly after the swimming incident I would imagine!
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Somehow I expected it (from the moment Claudine won) 🙂
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Oh all these suspicious people!!
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Bruce, the incorrigible. Fresh from reading Paul Kalanithi, who has quoted from T. S. Eliot’s Whispers of Immortality which in turn alludes to William Wordsworth’s Intimations of Immortality, I feel compelled to invoke these words;
Webster was much possessed by death
And saw the skull beneath the skin;
And breathless creatures under ground
Leaned backward with a lipless grin.”
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Thanks! The trouble is, if the characters don’t pass on quickly then the stories get too long!!
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Why the middle one? Why is it always the middle one? Why?
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I’m surprised Keith that you don’t know the answer to that. I would’ve thought everyone knew!
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Oh, we were prepared for that one, Bruce. 🙂
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Predictability could simply be a scary way of making people comfortable before…
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Aaaaaaaaaahhhhh!
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Saw that coming – must be joining the crew of Bruce experts.
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LOL! As I said to Derrick below… predictability could be a cunning plot!
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YOU are incorrigible! I knew, just knew, the minute you said swimming hole that someone was going down…
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I should’ve had her choke on a bottle of coconut water!
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