The New Guy
The new postman was a nice guy, but a little hard-headed. They stood before the maze of hedges guarding the Minos’ house.
“I’m not kiddin’,” insisted Grant.
“I’m familiar with Labrador dogs,” sighed Mick.
“It’s not just a lab…”
“Riiight,” interrupted Mick.
“It’s got huge…”
“Very funny. Look, I’ve been the new guy before, you know.” Mick advanced boldly into the maze.
Preston pulled up in a postman’s truck. “He has it?”
“He wouldn’t listen!” complained Grant.
Preston shrieked, “He went in without a steak?”
“Aaaaaaggghhhh!” Mick flew over a hedgerow.
Grant sighed. “Well, I guess he believes in the Labrataur now!”
Based upon the Greek myth of the Minotaur: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Minotaur
Every week, the Friday Fictioneers brave a maze guarded by that lesser version of the Minotaur, the Labrataur. We always bring along a steak, and try to appease it further with flash fiction inspired by a photo prompt. Look here for more stories based upon the photo above from Melanie Greenwood: https://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2015/02/04/6-february-2015/