Pink Nessie in the Lake – SPF – 09/29/19

 

“Margaret! MARGARET!!!! aAll that man!” a voice boomed through the lake house.

Margaret stirred from her early morning slumber slowly, trying to figure out what was going on. Again the booming voice reached her ears.

Margaret! Don’t you hear me woman!” her husband called from the floor below. She quickly scrambled from the bed, donning a robe as she tried to respond to her husband’s desperate pleas. One look at his face told her so much about his condition. He had been in the whiskey heavy all night long.

“That young fellow, the photographer that was with Julia last week. We still have his number don’t we?” Jim questioned, scanning the collection of business cards tacked to their cork board on one side of the refrigerator.

“Probably, why?”

“Because we are going to be rich!”

“Rich, why?” Margaret asked.

“The Loch Ness Monster is in our lake. All those other photographers never had a shot at it because they didn’t realize it was really pink!”