Buried Treasure

Alicia leaned on the fence while she watched Farmer John dig a hole in his garden.

“That’s an awfully deep hole. Are you planting a tree? Maybe starting an orchard?” She thought that would be nice.

“Nope.”

“What then? Looking for buried treasure?” She grinned at her little joke.

“Yep.”

“Really?” She stepped on the lower rail to get a better look. “Gold doubloons? How did you know it was there?”

“Time capsule.” He picked up a box and dropped it in.

So he’d been planting something all along. No matter how she asked, he wouldn’t tell her what was inside.

The Challenge: Write a story in 100 words or less
The Challenger (Hub): Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
The Photo Credit: Connie Gayer

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