“For our first item,” Austin said, “we have the silk handkerchief into which the losing candidate wept when the returns came in. The bidding will open at one hundred dollars.” (More)
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Welcome back to Tuesday’s Tale, a weekly feature where we collaborate to write a story. Previous Tuesday’s Tales include What Monsters Wear for Halloween and The Genius House. 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….
“That’s just cold,” Barbara said, shaking her head.
“Not really,” Celine replied. “They’re trying to raise money to pay off their campaign debts.”
“Ahh,” Barbara said, not entirely convinced.
“I’ll bid a hundred,” Dianne yelled.
“I have one hundred,” Austin called. “Do I hear one-fifty?”
Ed started to lift his hand, then held still. “I’m waiting for the piece of drywall with the Italian-loafer-sized hole in it.”
“I want the commemorative canceled campaign credit card,” Celine said.
Barbara shook her head. “Tsk tsk. Schadenfreude is so … petty. I’ll hold out for the smashed smartphone with the killer-whale-styled belt clip.”