Michael stood hyperventilating, living his worst nightmare over and over again.
The fountain of the town’s newest public installation had suddenly run dry. He was going to lose his job for not protecting the statue, he was sure.
“Noooooooo….” Michael heard a gut-wrenching wail, and his head jerked up. He looked around, but there was no one to be seen.
And then, he looked up… at the statue… which was now covering its eyes!
PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot
Could the sound have originated there?
His suspicions were confirmed, as the statue cried out once again, “Nooooooo…take them away. Those pretzels are making me thirsty!”
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100 words.
Written as a part of the Friday Fictioneers challenge, hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (more details HERE). To read many more fun stories inspired by this week’s prompt, visit HERE.
jagahdilmein 
How appropriate that the first communication with a miracle should be about food. A talk about rubbing salt in a wound! This made me smile
Thank you so much Neil.
Ha ha ha! I cracked up!
So did the statue, it seems 🙂
That was funny, thanks for the laugh, I needed that.
You’re most welcome 🙂
They do make you thirsty, but they’re hard to resist! 🙂
Ha ha ha. Absolutely, especially with beer!
Hahaha. Very amusing.
Thank you so much Jo.
Dear Anurag,
Wow, that’s some nightmare. Fun stuff.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Thank you so much Rochelle.
Losing his job and also his mind, perhaps 🙂
As if you’ve never seen a giant, thirsty statue before!
A thirsty and dirty statue as there is no water. Too bad statue cannot move away. Neither can the pretzel vendor. What will the visitors snack on? An unique dilemma indeed.
His mind is playing funny tricks on him.
Maybe, and maybe not 🙂
🙂
Great Seinfeld reference. Loved the story! 🙂