Friday Fictioneers – Team Tactics

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There weren’t many trees in Shaleford but damn sure if Jake’s dog, Muttonchops, didn’t seem to get stuck up most of ’em. Each time the town’s fire crew was dispatched; each time a ticking off about wasting their precious time was delivered. The calls didn’t stop though – after a while only the chief himself turned up.

Now, Jake’s mum and dad had argued a lot when he was younger. These days it’s just him and his mum; she doesn’t even like him seeing his dad.

Jake though has a way of getting his dad to come to him. Heck, when you’re the son of the fire chief it has to have its benefits.

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These words form my entry into this week’s Friday Fictioneers photo prompt challenge. Happy New Year to all my fellow Fictioneers!

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