‘What in heaven’s name?’ John paused, his gaze travelling over the bookcases. ‘What have you done?’
‘I thought I’d put some order on the place,’ the assistant replied without looking up, sorting through a stack of tomes.
‘The books were ordered! By subject area.’
‘That was too untidy. This system is much neater.’
‘But it’s arranged by cover colour! How is anyone meant to find anything?’
‘Duh! By going to section that matches the colour of the book.’
‘Have you lost your mind? Where’s Bernie?’
‘Her colours didn’t fit a section.’
‘Didn’t fit?’
‘But now she’s in the red section.’
A drabble is a story of exactly 100 words.
1 comment:
Oh, what a way to set up a bookshop! This is really good, Rob.
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