Fred heard the distant thud and sighed. It was going to be a long week. Good thing the coffeepot was full.
“What was that?” Cheri from Legal said as she entered the breakroom.
“Oh, didn’t you hear?” Fred took his full coffee mug and waited a moment for it to cool. “Newman won the lottery last week. Went and built himself a castle.”
“I’m sorry, a what?”
“Yep. A castle. Moat, alligators in the moat, drawbridge, towers, great hall, whole nine yards. I hear he got the trebuchets in yesterday.”
Cheri ran to the window. “You weren’t kidding. There’s no way that’s up to code.”
Fred shrugged. There was another thud, followed by the wail of sirens. “Guess we’ll find out.”
This was inspired by
‘s prompt: write about Newman’s Castle.