The Friday Fictioneer Challenge: Write a 100-word story based on the photo.
Location, Location, Location
Carol waited at the front door. Please let me make this sale, she begged the universe. She heard a commotion coming from the parking lot. A Roman chariot with two black stallions appeared.
“Mr. Vulcan,” she greeted her client, wondering about the smoke drifting up from the chariot. “Are you sure you need something this size?”
“I have seven sons,” he replied as he surveyed the property. “My forge in Rome no longer suffices. I have ten bags of gold coins for payment. Is that acceptable?”
Carol looked up the exchange rate on her smartphone, starting to swoon. “Yes.”
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