Aunt Gilda is bringing more pickle relish. Other years Cissy had expressed thanks and added them to the shelf. But this time, Aunt Gilda wants to pick up her nine empty jars. Cissy had to empty each one and make it spotless to return to dear aunty. Only one left. She dumped its contents into the disposal, turned the switch, washed the jar… Whee, the job is done!
The doorbell rings.
“Oh, Aunt Gilda, come right in. How wonderful that you brought more of your delicious relish!”
Sniffing, Aunt Gilda replied suspiciously, “Your house smells like my pickle relish,”
FRIDAY FICTIONEERS BY Rochelle – 100 word story from picture prompt
PHOTO PROMPT © Ronda Del Boccio