Thawing the Chill
“Why are you two fighting?” Mother intervened.
“She started it.”
“I did not! She did.”
“Nonsense! She lost my shawl.”
“Liar! I gave it back. You’re getting old.”
“Not as old as you.”
“Stop it girls! The shawl? I have it.”
“Really Mother!” they turned on her. “Where is it?”
Mother shrugged. “I don’t remember. I am old.”
“Mom has been using that excuse for the last 50 years.”
“Exactly! Remember when she ‘forgot’ to pick me up from school?”
“Yes! And I sneaked off in my cycle…”
“If it weren’t for you I would have starved…”
Mother hid her grin.
Written for the Friday Fictioneers – a story in 100 words or less. Thanks to Rochelle for hosting it and to Sarah Potter for the photo prompt. To read the other stories inspired by this prompt, click here.
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