I admit it! I wasted way too much time writing this—all the words in today’s story are taken from the signs in the photo (hence a few creative word spellings)—but I adore this barn and had fun combing through the old signs. So, if the signs could speak to a lost driver, using only the words this have at their disposal, what would they say? Maybe something like this…

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Prattsville Tavern? Your a visitor. Of course…Musta got lost.

You are here, a dead end. One way to Prattsville is…take a big right below Community Reformed Church. Road closed—caution in detour zone—and turn left at Palazzo’s.

Hall your pick-up truck north—6 miles. This area is under live fire. Keep out. Official business only: Hunters. Do not stop and waste your Sunday. 

Cross east. Do not enter De Wolf Farm—off limits to your big truck—your not allowed at any time. 

Turn right on Daken Trail. Entrance to Prattsville Tavern is in this area. 

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As always, many thanks for Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting Friday Fictioneers! Stop over and read a wonderful array of 100-word-fiction pieces based on this photo prompt!