Cabin Fever!
After a long, hard day of work, both the owner and builder sat together under the stars. A campfire crackled while they laughed and chatted together under the moon.
Don’t get it, do you? That timber behind you now—that tree is all rotted out, and we can’t use it to build anything. Too bad. Actually, it can just fall on you now, but don’t worry, it won’t. You got the upper hand on that one. Not long for it, though; it’s leaning.”
Shaking his head, the owner looked at the tall tree and shouted, “Timberrr!”
The builder, no sarcasm. The owner smiled at his own sarcasm. “Now if you want more timber, you’re going to have to get it yourself!”
“Hey, wait. (chuckling) Well, I was already planning to cut down the one behind me. I want to use it for some firewood.“
Laughing, “Good idea!” he smiled cheerfully. “Good idea!”
“Consider it done.”
“Oh. Ahh…Okay…so…Business wise. You still want me to build the…cabin for you?”
“Yes, actually but not with simple timber wood. I only want the purest wood, the finest cedar, and the most beautiful acacia woodwork available for the floors.”
The builder gave a sigh of relief. Excitement filled his heart to finally have a chance to build something so grand and of the best quality. Gathering the materials would be challenging. However, the vision that enveloped the builder’s mind overshadowed thoughts of difficulties in creating such a glorious cabin.
Peacefully smiling the owner questioned, “Now, then, we have quite the job on our hands, don’t we?”
“Yes, literally we do.” The builder jovially replied.
Prompt
Cabin Fever! Fiction Trials: Trials and Tribulations of Writing Fiction
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