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Genre: Hysterical Fiction

Word Count: 100

BUG TUSSLE

            “Well now it’s time to say goodbye to Jed and all his kin…”

            “Dumb show.” Dottie switched off the television. “Bug Tussle. Who’d give a town such a stupid name?”

            “Grandpa and I got hitched there,” said Gran without looking up from her knitting.

            “You’re kidding.”

            “Bug Tussle, Texas.” The yarn strands between Gran’s fingers blurred. “I was only fifteen. Grandpa sure could sweet-talk. Judge Fink officiated.”

            “Fink? Don’t tease me, Grandma.”

            “James Bates Fink. He’d marry anyone for a dollar.”

            “What did your parents say?”

            “Well, Daddy lowered his shotgun and hugged us. Your mama came a month later.”   

 

Yes, Virginia, there really is a Bug Tussle, Texas.