One Potato, Two Potato

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“Steven, come do your chores and get this trash out of the kitchen.  Something in it has become putrid and I can’t stand it anymore.”  Molly was standing in the doorway of the kitchen talking to her son.

“Okay, Mom.  Give me a second to save my game.”  Steven saved his game and he stood up and went to the kitchen.  “Whoa!  You weren’t kidding when you said it was putrid.  What did you put in here?”

“I found a couple of bad potatoes in the bag I just bough Wednesday.  Rotten potatoes always smell really bad.”

“You aren’t kidding!”


(100 words)

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – putrid