for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt where the given word is Tether and the limit, eighty words.
Arthur tethered his horse to the fence.
‘What a splendid machine Hector’.
‘Indeed Arthur. The latest thing, motorcars. Soon everyone will own one’.
Hector swung the starting handle. The engine spluttered into life enshrouding Arthur in a cloud of black exhaust. After wiping his streaming eyes he emerged resembling a startled panda.
‘Heaven forbid Hector. The countryside will disappear under all this filthy smoke’.
Arthur’s horse dumped a pile of steaming excrement beside Hector’s clattering automobile then off they trotted.