“Do you keep water in your boat for the fish?” Minnie asked.
Edgar looked down. “Oops.” (More)
Midday Matinee is our people watching, people doing and people being feature. Join the Woodland Creatures for an afternoon break.
Welcome back to Tuesday’s Tale, a weekly feature where we collaborate to write a story. Previous Tuesday’s Tales include Mother’s Day Breakfast and The KISS Principle. We follow the basic rules of the “Yes, And” improvisational game – accept everything written so far as part of the story, and add your own paragraph (or so) where the last addition left off – except you needn’t begin your addition with “Yes, and.” I’ll start the story….
“I’m guessing that’s a ‘No,'” Minnie said as she swam along the bottom of Edgar’s small fishing boat.
“Well,” Edgar replied, “boats float better without water in them.”
Minnie nodded. As the front third of her twelve-inch body was mostly neck and the rear third was entirely tail, her nod rippled back to look almost exactly like the iconic images of Minnie’s much larger Scottish cousin, Nessie.
“So that’s why,” Edgar said.
“Hmmm?” Minnie asked.
“I wondered why artists always draw your kind with a series of vertical arches, when you wriggle side-to-side to swim,” Edgar explained. “Do you usually nod when you see humans?”
“Of course,” Minnie said. “We try to be neighborly. So this water in your boat is a problem?”
“Yes, it is,” Edgar said. “Unlike you, I’d rather not swim to shore. And if this boat sinks, I’ll lose my fishing pole and my tackle box and my lucky hat.”
“How is that hat lucky?” Minnie asked.
“Well, I was wearing it when I met Carla,” he replied.
“My question still stands,” Minnie said.
As if to reinforce Minnie’s point, Edgar’s cell phone erupted into his girlfriend’s ring tone: The Ride of the Valkyries.