(Custer State Park, Black Hills, South Dakota | Cassie Dahl, Google Maps)
Setting his tent adjacent to the ponderous ‘Ponderosa Pine’ tree, Venky plonked himself down and look a long, hard and introspective swig from a jumbo sized can of Heineken. Ash had warned him about the Board room battle. While he was prepared for a bout of acrimony what had rattled him was a full blown brawl where two groups of Private Investors shrieked, scratched & set about each other’s hoarse throats – literally & threateningly!
Signing off the papers that provided for divesting his stake, Venky literally bolted from the roiling Board room, scrambling to the nearest airport and booking himself on a flight to isolation. Now a fervour of anticipation gripped him as he waited for Ash to arrive. Her soothing presence would be the panacea for all ailments.
Immersed in her thoughts, Venky didn’t notice the dangerous branch directly above him that had detached itself from the tree…
(Word Count: 149)
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10 comments
Nice, Venky. Has a right rolling pace to it.
Uh oh!
Oh, poor little Venky, he just can’t catch a break these days. Great story, and I’ll erect an invisible sheild around his camp… that ought to protect— Ah, I may have been too late…oops. Great story!
on a flight to isolation ~ what a great line. You caught so many details in this picture and worked them nicely into your story.
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Seeking the solitary life and finding disaster! Imaginative take on the prompt
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Oh no, poor Venky! What a way to go. Nicely done.
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Yikes, someone shout, ‘Timberrrr!’
Nice to see you here. Be nice to know what you think of those stories yours is rubbing shoulders with, too. If you would be so kind!