The garage-sale guy took $5 for his old, banged up surfboard.
First time out, I wiped out big when two bloody skeleton hands gripped the board from the underside and flipped it, and a glowing skull popped out of the water and laughed at me.
My girlfriend garage-saled the board for $10!
Dave and his wife, Kate, moved from sunny California to historic Pennsylvania. He enjoys writing among the pristine farmlands, but he misses the blue Pacific and In N Out. His previous stories have appeared in Fifty Word Stories.