Sisterly Love
'He's the sort that thinks he can walk on
sunshine,' Marjorie said, reaching for a
biscuit.
.....Helen tutted. 'Now you now what the
doctor said.'
..... 'I thought we were discussing
your mistakes in men, not my waistline.'
.....'Naturally'. Helen said in a light tone, before looking away. One…two… three…
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This blog was inspired by First 50 words where you freewrite from a single word prompt. I use random words or images to create flash fiction in formats ranging from twitter postcards to short short stories.