TUESDAY TALES - PICTURE PROMPT - SOME KIND OF WONDERFUL

 

Welcome! It's Picture Prompt week! And we have a glimpse of the actual bar, "The Wonderful" -- and a short (300 word) excerpt of the story, "Some Kind of Wonderful." 

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"It's called 'The Wonderful'," the real estate agent said. 

“Kind of a funny name. I mean it doesn't look wonderful, but it might be perfect. It’s a bar, and I could serve some food, but it wouldn’t need a big menu. Lower investment. And if it’s cheap enough to fix up. Oh, what’s the selling price?” Her gaze took in the layer of grease on the kitchen wall. The tile floor appeared to be in reasonable condition.

“The guy’s only asking forty-five.”

“That’s all?” Jackie’s eyebrows rose. Placing her butt carefully on the seat, she tested one of the stools at the bar. It held her.

“Yeah. He wants a quick sale.”

“How much property?” She wandered over to a dirty window and peered out.

“About a quarter acre or so. Enough for the parking lot and a tiny garden plot.”

“A garden?” She searched until her gaze fell on a small rectangle two feet high in weeds.

“Pretty overgrown.” Allison shook her head and frowned.

“This looks like the right fit. I’ll contact a contractor. Please don’t sell it to someone else.”

“I can’t make promises.” Allison stepped over a broken floorboard.

Jackie frowned.

The agent patted her on the shoulder. “To be totally honest, you don’t have anything to worry about. No one I’ve shown this property to has spent more than thirty seconds here before turning their nose up and hightailing it back to their car.”

“Thanks. Good to know.” Jackie followed Allison back to the parking lot. Before they parted, Allison spoke up.

“Oh, one thing I forgot to tell you.”

Jackie stopped.

“The owner won’t sell to anyone who intends to run a bar in this place. No alcohol.”

"He can't do that, can he?"

"Yes, he can. And he will. He's pretty set on it." 

 

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