Tagged Creative Challenge #7

Tex and Melvin and the Silver Trailer

She lived in a dented silver trailer. When the wind blew real hard, usually on Saturdays and from the Southwest that trailer would rock bigtime. She had once been called a yellow rose, yes, that was it, “The Yellow Rose of Texas” it was a song. It would be nice in some unwritten future, yes…

In the Bag

She lived in a dented silver trailer, bubble to indifferent fingers – hadn’t had a visitor in months, maybe years. Inside was no better: dishes, laundry, lasagna stains; she never cleaned, didn’t care. So, when her trailer door rattled, she was surprised. Hullo? she called, rolling to her side, crankling beer cans and empty chip…

Calamine’s Tree

She lived in a dented silver trailer. The trailer had been silver when she moved in: it had not been dented. The trailer stood alone in a clearing in the woods, after she’d driven it there herself a few months back, and it had a small awning and window sill. It was the kind of…