Today’s prompt: He knew he must keep very still while he waited.
General Ulysses S. Grant stood outside his tent, surrounded by his staff. The mid-afternoon sun was hot and he perspired in his dark blue uniform. A fly walked on his nose but he couldn’t swat it. He knew he must keep very still while he waited. Mr. Brady, the photographer, had warned him not to budge or they’d have to start all over. This was confounded worse than planning an attack on the rebels. Cannon fire boomed in the distance, but no one moved. Finally, Mr. Brady shouted, “Got it!” General Grant reached for his whiskey decanter. General Sherman farted.
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