Joy Pixley has provided our photo for the prompt this week.
‘Turn right onto the dirt road, then after about ten miles you’ll see the beckoning tree.’
‘What’s a beckoning tree?’ he’d asked.
‘It’s the only one tall enough to see from a distance and it’ll point you in the right direction. You drive safe now, y’hear?’
So in the middle of nowhere, Joe found the tall tree.
He got out of his vehicle and looked in the direction its limbs were pointing.
He could just make out a property in the distance and headed that way.
His uncle greeted him at the door.
‘Why’d ya come that way Joe?’
‘I got lost and a guy in town told me a short cut.’
‘Skinny crosseyed fella with a hook nose and a limp?’
‘Yeah. That’s him.’
John Riley burst out laughing.
‘That’s Pete. Always had a sense of humour. If you’d just followed the road through to the other side of town and kept driving, you would’ve come in behind the ranch. I’ll have a word next time I see him. Coffee?’
This is my contribution to Susan’s weekly SPF challenge: