Failed Security Measures
Romania seemed strange to Jan and Jerry.
At the bakery, the proprietor insisted that Jan and Jerry should sample his garlic and feta poppers.
At the shoe store, they insisted that customers try the free garlic ice cream.
At the mountain bike store, the clerk pushed the fried garlic tofu on them. They bought their bike pump, and left.
Outside, Jerry noticed Jan was texting a message on her phone. “What’re you doing?”
Jan speared the last piece of garlic tofu with her fang. “I’m texting our fellow vampire friends. They don’t have to fear moldy garlic anymore. The really fresh garlic is right here!”
Written for the Friday Fictioneers. Each week, the lovely and talented Rochelle Wisoff-Fields presents a photo from one of the many FF writers as a writing prompt for flash fiction. Look here to see what everyone else wrote in answer to the prompt: https://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2015/06/24/26-june-2015/