“What is this place?”
“An outhouse?” Marti sniffed, perhaps for clues.
Barbara wrinkled her nose. Marti always did have a potty brain. “It would not make sense without a door, now, would it?”
“Ventilation?” Marti doubled down. “And anyway, a door could be removed.”
“No hole in the ground,” Barbara pointed out.
“Could have been filled in or covered.”
Barbara shook her head. Even covered in leaves and mud, the floor of the small structure looked too evenly tiled for that.
“So, if you such a genius,” Marti sneered at his know-it-all cousin, “what do you think it is?”
Barbara inspected the arched entrance, the partially enclosed back wall, the proximity to the ancient manor’s fence. A guard post, she thought, but did not say. There would be no fun in that.
“A portal to Avalon,” she stated loftily.
“Ah,” Marti retorted. “As I said, it is an outhouse, then.”
For Crispina’s Crimson’s Creative Challenge
Na'ama Yehuda 
Excellent!!
And I’m posting mine, too… and dang it if it’s not somewhat kinda sorta similar-ish…
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LOL! I can’t wait!!!!!
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😉
I don’t post twice but since this morning’s post was just to advertise Frank’s new blog, I’ll consider it a non-post post…
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Yeah! Saw something about it. Will check when I’m back home from doc appt. 🙂
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Excellent. And of course it is an outhouse, just not in that sense of the word
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LOL! Exactly. 🙂 I think the cousins are a chip off the same block. 🙂
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I nod
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🙂
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