This is my umpteenth attempt to reorganise the freezer. My last try I got the ice cream in but at the expense of the frozen peas. I need the peas. According to my late wife, Maureen, it’s the only healthy food I eat.
But I can’t leave the ice-cream out. Life wouldn’t be worth living without a daily scoop of Häagen-Dazs. I suppose the raspberries could go, but that would be such a shame considering what a great crop it was this year.
No, the only answer is to take Maureen’s head out. Or maybe her left leg?
A 100-word story for this weeks Friday Fictioneers prompt.
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