Sweat slid down between her breasts, over her taut belly, dipping into her round navel and dampening the fabric of her summer shorts. Her sports bra was soaked, unable to absorb more sweet summer effusions.
After having mowed the lawn in 80% humidity, there were plenty.
She tipped her head back and downed the last of her water bottle, shaking it for the final shivering drops. Leaning back on the cement stoop, she peered at her boyfriend, Ted, sipping an icy Koala Cooler.
“I’m parched, Ted. My Kingdom for a Koala!”
Waggling his brows, he tossed her a bottle.
© Liz Husebye Hartmann (2019)
Carrot Ranch Prompt (07/11/2019): “My kingdom for a koala!” In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about a koala in a kingdom. Can you pull off a BOTS (based on a true story)? Go where the prompt leads!