November 2, 2017 prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about a chair on a porch. Why is it there, and what might it mean? Think about using it as a prop or the main thrust of your story.
Emotional blackmail, cheating spouses, bootleg liquor, illicit meetings, pregnant minors whisked away in the middle of the night, moonlight flits to avoid debt collectors, whispered secrets, drunken brawls, child and animal abuse. The list was endless.
There was only one witness.
The creaking rocking chair gave him away and he was found murdered in it on his porch, his throat slit from ear to ear.
The owner of number 12 thought he’d got away with it as there was no evidence.
As he beat his wife for burning his supper, the chair on the porch creaked and started to rock.