“It wasn’t enough for you to just visit Jackson Hole like all the other tourists, you had to listen to that vagrant and take us down some little back road and we end up here.”
“You’ve got to admit Sheila, this is pretty unusual.”
“I want to go back to town, Frank. This place is scary.”
“Just a bunch of cheesy looking statues.”
“That’s what they all say, folks.”
Frank and Sheila turned to see an old woman, the one who’d been talking to the cashier when they first looked into the shop.
“My great-granddaddy told me all about it, even wrote it down, about the day aliens and the devil fought right here for possession of humanity.”
“It came to a tie, young man. They share ownership of us. If you want to come into the back of the shop, I’ll introduce you to our proprietors.”
Written for FFfAW Challenge-Week of June 27, 2017 hosted by Priceless Joy. The idea is to use the photo prompt above to write a piece of flash fiction between 100 and 175 words long with 150 being the idea. My word count is 149.
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