Flash Fiction
“Don’t they need a lot of sun?” “Nah,” his neighbor says. “You know.” “Right.” “Where should I put them?” Caleb looks helplessly around for a container of any sort. “The ground is fine,” he says. As he watches his neighbor deposit the plants at his feet, he is amazed by the surreality of the transaction. Four minutes ago he was a man who sometimes thought about one day purchasing one or more agave plants. Now he is a man who owns several. Only later, when he is driving to the store to buy a new sprinkler attachment for the lawn, does he imagine his wife’s reaction to this new discovery. On the way home, he drives faster.
Atticus Review│Get Lit: Round 1
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