Lisa clutched Steve’s elbow, “Oh, not again.”
“What?” he asked.
She pointed and Steve looked to see the gazebo rising from the garden. A pillow of black smoke seemingly lifting it skyward. The children each beamed gleefully from a window.
“Looks like Melba’s experimenting again!”
They both smiled, waving to the kids.
3rd Place – WhooHoo
tnkerr-Writing Prompts and Practice 
I wish I had a gazebo like that–weeee, what fun! Nice take on the prompt, Thom 🙂
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“Up, up and away, in my beautiful, my beautiful, balloon…”
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Looks like fun to me. Except for the bars in the windows.
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So many unanswered questions! Hahaha…
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