When Herschel came down to the shop floor to speak to Mildred and Greta, they assumed the worst.

“Girls,” Herschel said, “I want you to see something remarkable,” and he gestured for them to follow him to another building.

Once there, he showed them the new production line loom machine. “This, girls, is a glimpse at the future for our mill. I’ve laid off all of the other girls,” he said, “but you two are my best and this beauty is just a machine. I need your skills and talent to keep this baby humming. Are you on board?”

(99 words)

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Written for this week’s Friday Fictioneers prompt from Rochelle Wysoff-Fields. Photo credit: Sandra Crook