Title: Surely Not – This story is based on the picture below. It is a 300 Word Flash Fiction. Humor-No triggers. FB-FWG

Truly?

“You’re listening to WLLV in Philadelphia. The City of Brotherly love.”

The DJ spoke so quick and full of enthusiasm that I almost changed the dial.

It was a Rainy Monday Morning. I hadn’t had my coffee and the windshield wipers on my old Volvo station wagon were failing me.

“Join us this Saturday February the 14^th at 1400 hours for our Annual “I love rock contest.” Whoever finds the Rock wins a night out with the Jock, Disc Jockey that is. Yours truly, Big Daddy Love. At the end of the evening, I will personally whisk you away in your own brand new, bright red, Ford Mustang. Don’t forget to register by calling into the station.”

Yeah, right. Like I was going to go hunt for a heart shaped rock in Fairmount park, The largest park in Philadelphia.

Along with my thoughts – came a familiar engine sputter.

I guess I will… go look for that rock. It wasn’t like I had a Valentine to spend the day with.

I got up around noon Saturday and stopped by the ATM. I withdrew my last $700.00. I showed up at the park, signed in and started looking.

“Please Lord show me some favor.” I said aloud.

I had been there well over three hours when I came across Big Daddy Love sitting at a long folding table next to two gigantic speakers blaring “Pour some sugar on me.” Twiddling his thumbs, he waited for fans to come by for an autograph. That wasn’t going real well.

I tightened my ponytail and went over. I was going to try my hand at fast talking.

“Big Daddy Love?”

He cupped his hand around his ear. “Huh? I can’t hear you.”

“Look, I have seven one-hundred-dollar bills and I need you to take them from me and tell me where to find this rock. My car is on the brinks and truthfully, this event could last for days. Help me and you both out, please!” It felt like I was speaking a million miles a minute.

He looked up, winked and shouted “What about the date, Hottie?”

“Within contest rules!” I yelled back making sure I could be heard over the tunes.

He waved me down closer to him and quietly spoke in my ear. “Wait another hour, then ask me to remove my left sneaker.”

Oh my goodness.. He had been sitting here this whole time with a rock in his shoe.